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Carrion
aghast, I'd not seen her for ages
a ghost of love my mind engages
but fate had turned cruel pages
beauty once soared from these features
hottest among human creatures
Nefertiti of love's teachers
still young, my experience rare
she'd flown me gently to her lair
the first woman I witnessed bare
two hawks preen on a pyramid
pecking morsels of new killed k...
Friday 1st October 2021 11:24 am

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