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Dawn disclosed it –
Light from an honest butter sky
Reveling in a freelance body next to me,
With our fragrant attraction
As dried up
As an Atacamian kiss.
I put in me
Sweet, sweet whiskey
Sweet scorned man.
Back then, under the accents
And sweet reprieve of street swept skies
We had clinked our glasses several times
In mome...
Tuesday 16th August 2022 12:28 pm
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