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lost ardor, long hidden beneath these initial wastes pinpointing the mines and matters, estimations and worth your excavation operating on the surface of my bereavement without any evaluation of its dolorous costs or the extent of these ductile veins, rivers through our subterranean natures your shadow requirements, eroded and befouled now, neither my eyes nor I much love your dark epicardial secrets, projecting deposits of debris, the chloride fragrance of our secrets, hidden fires underground; your love, all and away digging, mining proposed new lovers out of us both; gravels and pain and gas; ferrous exploration; uranium reclamation anew via caustic layers of ore and deposits of once-flowing love alloys of dead flowers and waste form my rocks seething into scabrous life like bantling cacti after a lover has risen such risks always require a proportion of love be livid, recoverable; threads of passion dissolved in the complexities of the body grains of unconsolidated minerals evoking love and potash yes, secret metallurgists like you pose acidic dangers to my soft endocardial things
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Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 12:59 PM UTC
my soft endocardial things
lost ardor, long hidden beneath these initial wastes pinpointing the mines and matters, estimations and worth your excavation operating on the surface of my bereavement without any evaluation of its dolorous costs or the extent of these ductile veins, rivers through our subterranean natures your shadow requirements, eroded and befouled now, neither my eyes nor I much love your dark epicardial secrets, projecting deposits of debris, the chloride fragrance of our secrets, hidden fires underground; your love, all and away digging, mining proposed new lovers out of us both; gravels and pain and gas; ferrous exploration; uranium reclamation anew via caustic layers of ore and deposits of once-flowing love alloys of dead flowers and waste form my rocks seething into scabrous life like bantling cacti after a lover has risen such risks always require a proportion of love be livid, recoverable; threads of passion dissolved in the complexities of the body grains of unconsolidated minerals evoking love and potash yes, secret metallurgists like you pose acidic dangers to my soft endocardial things
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Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 12:59 PM UTC
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