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Nov 2017
i've heard a woman say this:
this repetition,
  this repeat,
               this regret,
this archaic cinema -
                  i've heard
this labour and lust -
i've heard this mother
in a lover -
                i've heard the mother
in a sister in a daughter -
            and then lancolically
be abbreviated by luxury -
                lost, assembled,
sort of, sort of not,
figuratively or, oops;
does it matter?
                i'm trying to give a ****;
honest to god: i'm trying to
give a ****;
you'll be a child all your life...
   whether man or no man,
always a child.
**** me, always all the more familiar
living the small town life
then attempting insurgence
of st. petersburg.
once more...
               when a women suggests
that a man remains a child,
man might only reiterate:
once a *****, always a *****:
never, a, mother!
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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