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In darkest hours unsatisfied in vacant breathless space wandering paths of Escher's lizards ***I            long                 for                              you*** Known touch won't do No nothing now no sweets    no smoke     no wine I'm magnet drawn to what I've not I think         I lack                   I need Shall I be the end I seek ?
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Jan 24, 2013
Jan 24, 2013 at 9:45 PM UTC
Escher's End
In darkest hours unsatisfied in vacant breathless space wandering paths of Escher's lizards ***I            long                 for                              you*** Known touch won't do No nothing now no sweets    no smoke     no wine I'm magnet drawn to what I've not I think         I lack                   I need Shall I be the end I seek ?
kmae
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Jan 24, 2013
Jan 24, 2013 at 9:45 PM UTC
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