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Apr 2019
What a blessing to
love no one,
feel nothing,
be no one,
yet
love life for the wicked mistress she is,
feel in a second the infinity of pleasure,
be like the Earth,
the soil,
and everything on it,
all part of your
broken
bleeding
beating
heart.
Written by
adi  23/M/Romania
(23/M/Romania)   
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     Olivia and Tara
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