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Jul 2019
For your fresh flesh,
I have a craving
I find it best
When you're still breathing


I'm wanting you...
Squirming in my teeth
No humans were harmed in the making of this poem... hopefully.
Asominate
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Asominate  21/Guyana, South America
(21/Guyana, South America)   
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   Keith Wilson
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