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Oct 2016
read my body like a bible,
let your tongue be the bookmark
that browses my pages,
and embeds between my spine
right where it shouldn't;
say my name like a prayer,
and i'll worship the shrine
under your stomach
like a god— my god!
let me lick the statuette
Written by
ji  did i ever matter?
(did i ever matter?)   
   Weedy pops and Doug Potter
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