Gertrude Stein on a summer’s day

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It is never about whether
or not you like her.
Whether or never
liking is you, not her.

Thinking about Gertrude Stein
on a summer day is a rose,
is thinking about summer
weather or not you.

It is thinking weather
about Gertrude Stein
or a summer day not
you and not ever like.

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