sunshine
seeps in
the slits of
my shutters
i am sassy
to a sash
of shining
sun on my
shin.
ssshhh.
shine my
shoe, shy
seemingly
sheepish
sissy sham
soya sauce
semblance
of the shell
this coffin
of the wind.
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