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Apr 2020
His obsession with the pursuit of her

Enough to give one


Pause.


He had built concrete, rods made of rust,
A tower,


So he might be able to peer over the walls she had built.


kissed his scars opened new wounds


A maddening pursuit, he was told.
It couldn't be that the door was closed before it ever was opened.

Could it be?

you think too much.
Jo-hanna,
Harlot.
May you quell your hunger soon enough.
May 2017.
Batchelor
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Batchelor  30/M/Singapore
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