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this will get changed over the next while as you know it's rather like a milkshake
the beauty of your hands
when you cry your cry hears the suds the window the flood the deluge
the milk bottle lying on the floor
telling the truth
your love wedges numerous hours bliss you said once i hope
you are blissful blindful
content your metaphor your pine retreat like they say
how you met was auspicious that was impressive
your letters your gifts your persistence
i was the lose end of a paragraph of photographs of prose
clicking like a tomahawk
why that whence that
image o Mage
return to it anon
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