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Aug 2016
Cauldron cauldron on the fire
Give birth to my deepest desire
In return I sprinkle and spice
The heart of a man
The life from a wife

An ounce of tears, from a lover
One teaspoon of juices made under the covers
Two blue eyes stricken with shock
A virgins innocence
A pedophiles ****

Cauldron cauldron come to boil
Last ingredient a lonely girl
Bubble and steam bring her to me
Born in reality
Bread in a dream

Cauldren cauldren on the fire
Deliver me my desire
When you can't find her.. make her.
Christopher Black
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Christopher Black  New Hampshire
(New Hampshire)   
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