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Old As Love

strange things go through my head

my mind has been to distant places

days merge blindly into each other

lately I've lost a memory for faces

 

just how long have I been in here?

unlike my head my cock still works

wild fears roam like buffalo and yet

in my pants an untamed tiger lurks

 

the matron omits to cater for that

they seem past it most of my peers

yet my r...

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