do not take the poison
the air was thick, humidity and love, and smelled of fresh oregano
anything will thrive in the right environment
the ants marched all over leaving no trace only a slight tickle
do not take the poison
don't think it fine it is not fine
it is poison
not a metaphor for poison
it is poison
Poetry by Holly Hawgood
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Written on 2024-06-18 at 08:52
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