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Aug 2015
Oh heat of summer
Satisfy me
I welcome the sweat on my ******* and stomach
Warm and winding currents of air
Hold that thought and attend to my eyes
Spirits speak here
Surrounding we two
This is where they sell the things
That touch my god
Diane
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Diane  Minneapolis, MN
(Minneapolis, MN)   
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