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By stephen Date: 2001 Jun 12 Comment on this Work [[2001.06.12.02.35.27278]] |
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prolonged pathetic poetic entropy caught me off guard Two Lines. Lies. Ago. visionaries and dominatrices gave up on her bedpost Four Wails. Wishes. Away. falling from the petty petestal she created for me Six Months. Miles. Before. sighing with relief and shrugging off another day... Eight. Six. Four. Two More to go. |