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At Long Last, At Dusk

Rating: 4.0

You disturbed the antelopes...
The river runs red, Tar Baby...
No it doesn't...

Stop being such a humiliator...
Angeldust...
Honor Rust...

Screamed and cussed at lust and slush
and wanderlust, brushed hair

brushed aside green eyes, at long last
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part stream-of-consciousness before i went to bed, part experiment listening to my subconscious, and part experimenting with rhyming in general.
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