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Late summer honey Darkest and dearest Flows under us The blood of continents Your drug-lust face ...
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I wondered if I would see the day Your unmatched splendor Would be a dingy joke ...
Sixteen, wherever.
Sixteen As a group, they could become a living thing so large. Vodka fog swirls from ...
Weakness: I could not carry you
the air around me cracked as your knees broke crushed to snow-dust Text and Images © ...