...big on smile, loose
radicals, a dream other's
under things
not a sundering
at all
rays what seems to
order itself with those
damned 'universal' expressions, or
responses.
I simply cannot not see happy
guess that makes me naive
unless, like antelopes
envelops of misrecognition are
sufficing to gambol their way to a sunny disposition.
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