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That mahogany Came as I come Through the slip of its leaf That mahogany Pouring me the soul Of snow in the evening Of the Winter day That mahogany **** the phrase Of my ***** tongue Of my savage words That mahogany Trimming my ****** bragging Into noble, understanding Jogjakarta, --R, August 4th 2014.
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 6:05 AM UTC
The Old Mahogany
That mahogany Came as I come Through the slip of its leaf That mahogany Pouring me the soul Of snow in the evening Of the Winter day That mahogany **** the phrase Of my ***** tongue Of my savage words That mahogany Trimming my ****** bragging Into noble, understanding Jogjakarta, --R, August 4th 2014.
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Aug 4, 2014 at 6:05 AM UTC
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