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My Ocean (S)
A Tumblr picture; my first bikini
In the ocean
I had been so proud, disabled and beautiful
That's when you saw my shine
You reached out like a moth to a flame
Too fast, my love, too fast
One makes mistakes
when no one hesitates
Oh how much you have grown my love
Not only have you become the man I saw all along
You have become the man you have always wanted to be
I ...
Tuesday 21st November 2017 1:31 am
Another Luimneach [ˈl̪imʲɨnʲəx] Ephen Stephen
I've not got a brother named Stephen,
He's under the snow crisp and ephen;
Like Wenceslas, he's dead;
I chopped off his daft head,
Cos he was too bloody bohemian!
Monday 30th May 2011 12:46 pm
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