SEMBLANCE OF LARIMAX
At the campfire they were sizzling
bacon and frying eggs. People like
that like to eat like that. It was OK,
but I never eat breakfast.
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The sky deemed itself to blueing
while the distant clouds, fat, white,
and puffy, seemed askance at the
entire scene.
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I had a pencil, and sketched a tree.
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