playing referee
between the sun and clouds,
eventually I take off my stripes
to be a spectator instead—
how pleasant
without all that whistling
February 12, 2018 by Rosemerry
playing referee
between the sun and clouds,
eventually I take off my stripes
to be a spectator instead—
how pleasant
without all that whistling
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