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answer-more

So, hell yes, I'm years-long-sore...


              As I rewind,
        On our pictures, I’m chokin’—
            I’m silly-pokin’
  Salt into the
          Lime.

    I ain’t gonna shine;
              Mine’s a burnt sun.
Ain’t young,
        Though my heart is—
Was when I won ’em.

      —

  Though ya’know no whiz-
      Kid in me,
              A crazy bee, maybe—
  Still a quiz:
        And that’s all,
  At my question-mark-core,

              —

              I might ever be.
    But we,
          We were wondrously,
      Somehow mirror-n-smokely,
              Answer-more—

    So, hell yes,
I’m years-long-sore;
          But, take it on this wince-adore,
                I hurt now
        Thankfully.


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