on the cold winter morning, as i'm eating my cinnamon-sugared oatmeal,
i realize how full my stomach is already
full of butterflies, fluttering around like a peck of birds
a circus, is what you can call it even
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01. poppyseed
Poetry🌾 about people, little moments, bumblebees, universe and made-up words
cinnamon-sugared oatmeal
on the cold winter morning, as i'm eating my cinnamon-sugared oatmeal,
i realize how full my stomach is already
full of butterflies, fluttering around like a peck of birds
a circus, is what you can call it even