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First Light
thorn rose in quicksand
a pale siren lost at sea
gurgling a hymn, that's
what she means to me
she's saying little of late
quieter now than of yore
time's calmed her down
once I called her a whore
came home at all hours
partied till she dropped
spent money like water
manic how she shopped
once a nymphomaniac
in bed she wore me out
I was not t...
Wednesday 12th May 2021 10:42 am
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