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Jul 2015
He raced to her dreams
dragging the moon along
on a pretty string. Cause
he knew how she loved to
see the wolves gather and
howl at it filling the night
with lonely cries while
she sat and sighed as
poetry rolled down her
arms and thighs* ~
Carolin
Written by
Carolin  Egypt
(Egypt)   
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