when I was seventeen my friend died with my poem in his wallet
and then the sun set for me and God was there
he'd painted the sky so pretty for me
and then Cat Stevens wrote me a whole album
he told me about what to do if I lose my eyes
and now I like how my basil reaches up towards me when watered
like a human when kissed for a long time
give everything away! Your whole heart!
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