This is sometimes how it was like.
Or sometimes how it were
subjunctives are people too,
Except when they aren't
there is something there that is never there
maybe it would be there if I could remember
maybe people as those could remember
I wish I could be strong like them
strong as men who dreamt of lies
revered by pawns and peasants and lovers alike
penguins and emus and kiwis
innocuous levitating airships in here this world of cantaloupes and yes those are they sing melons
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