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Feb 2019
you know--

you **** me

out of bed

every time you

finger-pop

yourself to me...

by the strength

of your ******.

****!

just come over.

i swear to the last

vestiges of staunch

faith--my eyes flew

open.

you busted down

dreamland's door.

you're one strong

woman.

you're unreservedly

Mozartian.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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