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The flower’s specific name enshrines the memory of
Meriweather Lewis

Nava Fader

choruses will drone
and beat time with heads
nod and
nod she will die
by gods

permission like the negative option buy just say no if flowers bled syllable
or by that token toad of princes the enchanted spilled their guts less looking like glinting

stories sword grew
to men metal
yes with tampering
fiddling and file
heals some wound
take these beans jack

but fouls it up fails
to drink at the pig trough
leaves it for lost
for bessie the peaches
grow to enormous size
grassblade two hands width wind
make whistling dixies of plains

Nava Fader

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