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Jun 2018
You can be my marionette
says the old man
in the high Polazzo.
You can sway
and twirl
beneath my world
according to my needs.
I can only request
that the gold with which
you tie my limbs
be plucked vehemently.
Mela
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Mela  27/F/Louisville, KY
(27/F/Louisville, KY)   
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