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Jun 2015
baby when you taste me
I forget all the misery,
no weeping when you tease me.
no melancholy when you get ******.

I am the kernel lodged between your bicuspids.
Use your tongue to nudge me loose.
Circa 1994
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Circa 1994  Florida
(Florida)   
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   Glass, --- and LB Parker
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