Jupiter

One helping hand
Soft to touch, like the
Babes we swipe at birth
Crackling fire
Wouldn’t know a cold
Spot on a fiery planet
If Jupiter embraced
The atmosphere
Pensive when
Strangers knock
I don’t recall a reason
To put a bet on
Always pick a loser
In a dead heat

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Jupiter

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