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Jan 2016
2.2
you're in my veins, my love
eyes open while i close mine
dearly, pull me closer
closer, to your altar.
maybe those sweet pollen
can be licked off your
flowery mouth.
philippe lato
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philippe lato  20/Genderqueer/Philippines
(20/Genderqueer/Philippines)   
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