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Sep 25. 2026
A grassy expanse of sea Right in your front or back yard. Blades waving like poetry Like words weaved by a bard. Cut it down, but it just grows back. Mowing me in summer is whack.
Sep 25. 2026
A grassy expanse of sea Right in your front or back yard. Blades waving like poetry Like words weaved by a bard. Cut it down, but it just grows back. Mowing me in summer is whack.