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Sep 2019
she didn’t have much of a
waist but she had a great
***. she wears a gown, black
or white, probably
black because i always wore  
white.
hushed into the velvet witch of
night she drives her blue
subaru down the lake
road and sings a simple
harmony until the crow
moon carries her back to her plumwood
bed.
lilyloon
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