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Loving Apart Together, each his own music, his own habits I'm willing to change mine for something more pleasant but not just for you not just anchor in the rippling water of a harbour, no longer breaking the waves with the ship at my feet my ******* untouchably coveted, no longer being the bow that steers the hands of the steersman You give a sniff at the musky smell of the rutting squirters in my breaking charms You mock them with envious eyes you lay down sweet smiles and hawsers of homeliness You hit the quays full of bollards you're so handy, unhandy in love like landsailors
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Jul 3, 2021
Jul 3, 2021 at 3:37 AM UTC
Landsailor
Loving Apart Together, each his own music, his own habits I'm willing to change mine for something more pleasant but not just for you not just anchor in the rippling water of a harbour, no longer breaking the waves with the ship at my feet my ******* untouchably coveted, no longer being the bow that steers the hands of the steersman You give a sniff at the musky smell of the rutting squirters in my breaking charms You mock them with envious eyes you lay down sweet smiles and hawsers of homeliness You hit the quays full of bollards you're so handy, unhandy in love like landsailors
Collection “It takes a lot of tries to make a début"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Jul 3, 2021
Jul 3, 2021 at 3:37 AM UTC
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