rest in peace, Carrie


a summer without god,
down my road, I think her name was Rose,
she died today, but hey,
a flower without a funeral, well, because
they're not allowed, due to corona,
the gold, was it being Michael, I think it
had to be, I guess, maybe, the glow,
green, the flowers are almost gone as
I walk around, you

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