Plus
5+1+1plus1, to each of all the stars here,
and to the moon ,
main ,
mine,
i mean,
meddin ,
made-in
heaven
i know not,
this is poetry or art
or mimicry of heart,
i wanted to reply only my part
stumbled upon an apple cart
people are seeing seeing thru, not amused, but musing silent , but in side violent freedom , dumbed, doomed ready to explode, thod-phod...
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