Random Outpourings From A Confused Mind
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Tuesday, 3 July 2012
Flash Poem # 4
I chose the cup with the flower on.
It's the same shape as all the other cups
a cups a cups a cup.
and for whatever reason,
I chose the cup with the flower on..
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