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what is any journey partially but a description
did you really see the world
hungover in england?
the sick know what it is to want a home & see themselves, the source of their faith that they may some day return.
they wait with a heart more forgiving.
the others come untethered see the world wanting it.
I'm in between
tho as years ago, as yesterday smelled clover at the intersection & was rushed back - my anglia to 37th.
early sixties, we fucked in grass.
in sexual love
I compromised to your female harder edges.
a softy,
makes possible this change
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its length -