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Unleavened

A loaf of bread bounced off my head
I looked up and saw you on your breadbasket balloon ride
Sailing into Venus as the sun fell between the smoke stacks
I take the train that runs by the bakery
I see your reflection waving at me in every greasy window
You are floating across the stars
You are rising like leaven

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just someone my mother might know

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