We Hate Our Peers
No
Our Peers Hate Us
We Peer From Mountain Tops
They Peer Through Dust To See
Us
At The Mountain Top Close To The Pear
We Take A Big Leap
Its Not Our Time
We Dream To Leap Years.
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Figure 8.
PoetryI Figured If I Did This. I Could Figure Out Whats Next. My Fingers Dance The Figure 8. Thats How I'll Start This Mess.
Peer
We Hate Our Peers
No
Our Peers Hate Us
We Peer From Mountain Tops
They Peer Through Dust To See
Us
At The Mountain Top Close To The Pear
We Take A Big Leap
Its Not Our Time
We Dream To Leap Years.
