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  CL Bledsoe

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I am a forever expanding and contracting
dandelion. I support the world, an infinite
number of dandelions stacked one on one on one
below me.

The smell of modeling glue, sex
is a constant, inundating
the blinking on and off forever neon
self.
 

 

 

 




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