Parading

And in close darkness the aroma grows so sweet,

so strong, that it could slice me open. It does.
so strong, that it could slice me open. It does.
I know I’m not the only one whose life is a conditional clause
I know I’m not the only one whose life is a conditional clause
hanging from something to do with spring and one tall room —Noah Warren
hanging from something to do with spring and one tall room
—Noah Warren

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