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  • Everything Nice

    I crave only melt on the tongue Sweets and high fructose corn syrupColors ranging in pinks to bluesTo chocolate brownsI care not, for your flesh nor your greensGive me only ...

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One by one they went / And, though each laughed as he returned to earth / Their souls were in their eyes.
— Alfred Noyes (Watchers of the Sky)