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Feb 2020
in the
days of
my youth.

a young lady
once asked
of me,
to be
"her valentine".

all that
meant in
reality was,
"please
be my
*** slave".

needless
to say
as a
young lad,
i was quite
encourageable.

with her,
i became
a man.
TheConcretePoet
Written by
TheConcretePoet  Isle of Poet
(Isle of Poet)   
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     ---, Vicki Ann, anna, Cné and breeze
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