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Hoping the pay will cover this life
my tip cups filled with love letters
and a grocery list
nothing but need.

While there's ink in my pen
and fire in the tank

This war torn town
will need seasonal gardens.
Roses lining the town square
daisies in the gentlemen's lapels.

School taught me
that everybody loves roses.
That's what I remember
and I only remember events.

Do something romantic
place a rose in my barrel
the thorns framing the trigger.

Slay the dragon with a kiss.

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