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seaside dreaming

You bring turmoil and chaos
to my sea of tranquillity 
deaths of many courageous sailors
who battle hostile waves
and brave the angry tides
the memory of your face makes me blush
all the more because I dreamt it drowning 
in between my thighs.


◄ Repeat

I exist in abstraction ►


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