I cheerfully refuseA Poem by Green…
I refuse to be sweet
To have my entire personality Boiled down to That chemical taste on your tongue I am not a seasoning To be lightly sprinkled in a conversation The salt that complements The meat in a dish And brings out its flavor. © 2025 GreenReviews
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