prose (original)
i hardly ever dress up. i was raised in corduroy and cotton. took me twenty years to tear up my clothes. love of a thrift store and all you can find. life underground because main street got old. i could not appreciate anything. until I found you.
poem (remixed from prose)
i hardly ever dress up
i was raised in corduroy and cotton
took me twenty years to
tear up my clothes
love of a thrift store and all
you can find life underground because
main street got old
i could not appreciate anything
until I found you
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