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How We Make It Happen

John Mulligan

Vinegar often stems naked
across the pineapple divide.

Slightly exploding the mock detritus
confuses a math's worth of corn.

First sand in plight
etching out a happy Wittgenstein.

Tease me now snitchers.
The yellow muscle winked ratio.



John Mulligan

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