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Mar 6
for the evening she wore rogue

the color of forever

which he casually kissed off

as if of no consequence

what she now wears

is moment to moment

and belongs to the morning

where her blush must be earned

daddy always told her

she was worth nothing less
Carlo C Gomez
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Carlo C Gomez  50/M/The Exclusion Zone
(50/M/The Exclusion Zone)   
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