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Jun 2013
i have a most thing
it is very

and when it is
there is a rushing

it feels sometimes
its mouth does

i think itchy with
its stomach has

or its ribs

but most
it is mine

it is very

its lips are and teeth
(i kiss them)

they look so
and me

oh dear
my heart goes

this thing most
of
is
and very
it's so
most

i can never have more
than less
of as much
as i'd
like
PK Wakefield
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PK Wakefield
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