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Feb 2018
Sometimes I fell in love with
this lady in a black dress

I wish you would never get to know
her, cause her garden is a mess

Skin pale white as a moondust
nothing seductive, i know

Still there are nights with her,
which only her body can bring lust

However, if you spend too many nights
with her, I must warn you well

Nights will turn into days
That is her ultimate spell.
Martin Palatický
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Martin Palatický  28/M/Slovakia
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