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Jul 2017
for which theirs is no liturgical everyday urge
in the cycles we moon flow tides desire
then escape the meanings the influences
while the blood rushes  in periods
can we make haste
or deny the seasons and seances
and the ****** a destination urges
the first day comes like a  sunrise
new bold nature all natural

subconscious

asexually normal

a day any other
tall warm
wordvango
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