know a soft pinecone waits under the firmament of snow
a person similar to you eats the honeycomb,
drinks catnip
sits and listens to the little nothing in her room,
praying so god won't get lonely
there is a lot i've kept out, or decided to change
but it doesn't really matter
instead of sharing memes, just imagine
i will finish this poem later
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