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At night the ocean calls me in singing “huka huka, can you haka?

Can I candy?

Eye candy I am green eggs and spam spattering in the fry pan’s grease.

Peace, I never knew it; I never found its island shore.

What a bore floating slack, as the silent tide changes tune.

I want to swoon and feel my heart beat fast, feel the lips of another lover’s empty past, another mask carved out of mud and thatch.

I want to smile and mihi to the moon, tint my skin with glitter, then we two can match.

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