Hear ye, hear hear ye.
I wish you blue.
Like the colour; the royal one.
Like the bin; the unending one.
Like the macaw; the near extinct one.
I wish you blue.
Like the photo in that dress, I think we're still missing that one.
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The Good place
PoetryThis is a collection of all the poems I've written about everything I'm curious about and more. Literal pitstop is the pen name I write under on WordPress and Instagram.
