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She tapped my Shoulder, I caught carpels. The “heavy” caught My breath, I feared death. But I’d sip like the Wind, I’d open my sails. And She’d later smile, A daughter, And I’d live; Eternal.
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 12:17 AM UTC
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She tapped my Shoulder, I caught carpels. The “heavy” caught My breath, I feared death. But I’d sip like the Wind, I’d open my sails. And She’d later smile, A daughter, And I’d live; Eternal.
liam-c-calhoun
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 12:17 AM UTC
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