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Inana Shlash How I wish I knew you I would have melted And oozed into Your shoes lingering many hours Before you finally Took a shower I would have been a blanket Embracing your back Nuzzling against the nape Of your neck Until you wandered away To a cool breeze On the deck If the gods would have Smiled on me I could have been A billion water droplets Easing into the hundreds Of thousands of pores In your silken skin Alas Our missile Blew you away And I don't know what to say  Sean Hunt   Windermere, December 6 2015
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Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 9:55 PM UTC
INANA SHLASH (An exquisitely beautiful Syrian Dakini struck by an ugly Western missile)
Inana Shlash How I wish I knew you I would have melted And oozed into Your shoes lingering many hours Before you finally Took a shower I would have been a blanket Embracing your back Nuzzling against the nape Of your neck Until you wandered away To a cool breeze On the deck If the gods would have Smiled on me I could have been A billion water droplets Easing into the hundreds Of thousands of pores In your silken skin Alas Our missile Blew you away And I don't know what to say  Sean Hunt   Windermere, December 6 2015
(Her picture can be seen here) https://www.facebook.com/sean.hunt.3720
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Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 9:55 PM UTC
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