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A mind full of lust

Delicate Poise Statuesque I hint at my life lived inside memory and you, like the curtains briskly moon. gone. over the hills. dispersed through the coughing death of time, now lusted by thoughts who have hands inside this mind.

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Published: May 15, 2019
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