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Fearless, Out Of This World

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A found poem, comprised of lines from a Trader Joe’s sales flier.

Fearless,
out of this world
Go—
You’re not quite done.
No, you need
one that stands up
but never overwhelms
every night.

Look no further than
every night,
every night.
Months on end,
not in a hurry,
you’ll find it.
And then, simple,
Spoon sweetness
with anything you desire.

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