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Traveler Sep 2019
She pretty much can
Shake me round now
Still I can't
Seem to quit her
All my lies
All but stutters now
Lately
I can barely whisper
And for some reason
I don't want to go home
But I could never resist her
  I embrace her and kiss her
Our love is but a blister...
Drops of calming potions
She drawls my garden bath
Water pounding on my bones
Lovers never last
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Traveler Tim
  Sep 2019 Traveler
South-by-Southwest
My hand is home to all my dreams
Writing poetry
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