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She's me chat that back her stack as eyes gleam and conglomerate of ceramic taste that steal the heart away for cause of now that mayn't bring her down to this gloomy bile of pancakes grief

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poetman

Published: Dec 4, 2018
LinesWords: 1836

Notes: on a turnpike
Tags: #pancake #house #roadside #waitress #hug #lament #hunger #maple #syrup

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