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This is the edited version from last critiques

I like to listen to bolero with friends
On a drive, while studying
while finishing, while riding death
While the flow takes us over
Paper boat on a creak
I like to listen to bolero while im high
The stream keeps on going.
Like watching the ocean,
smoking, or suckling as a baby.
The same difference,
And the increasing intensity.

I like to read while I listen to Bolero
By Maurice Ravel. Like riding a horse
Watching a tree grow,
Eating an apple, eating an apple.
I like to listen to Bolero M. 81 on spotify
While I’m breathing easy
curled up like a fetus,
The ending repetition
Like an angry spring
And the hint of chamomile
I like to listen to Bolero on repeat
catching all the notes I’ve missed
All the morse waves like rising
Ovation, living for the first time.
I like to listen to Maurice’s Bolero
Sitting down, meditating
Aged and wrinkled, waiting.
I like to listen to Bolero
while watching the wheels go round,
I really like to listen to bolero
when I stare at the Horn Players
I like to listen to Bolero while my life
Crumbles. I like to listen to bol-
Ero sedating the day defacing
music.