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In dank imprisoned mind, cellared, thrown against a wall by guttering candle, huge monstrous thing clawing at the stone. On palmy beach, timorous, hiding in sand, stored Under feet in noonday heat. Drinking wine with the moon, the three of us flaggoned, aliened underneath arches, faintly there, drinking out time away, girding our ***** Merged with She, sheet crumpled, replete with lust. In every space, nook, cranny, in qiuet contemplation, thought myself alone, But you have never left me, capricious, morphing, paranoic delightful shadow of mine.
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Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 3:40 AM UTC
Never alone
In dank imprisoned mind, cellared, thrown against a wall by guttering candle, huge monstrous thing clawing at the stone. On palmy beach, timorous, hiding in sand, stored Under feet in noonday heat. Drinking wine with the moon, the three of us flaggoned, aliened underneath arches, faintly there, drinking out time away, girding our ***** Merged with She, sheet crumpled, replete with lust. In every space, nook, cranny, in qiuet contemplation, thought myself alone, But you have never left me, capricious, morphing, paranoic delightful shadow of mine.
mike-adam
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Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 3:40 AM UTC
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