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May 2018
Sleep, why won’t you come?
You taunt me with your yawns.
You tease me with your heavy lids.
Now my day is done.
Dismount your slippery stripper pole
and take a willing worshipper.
Written by
Avary
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   JWolfeB and CjordanK
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