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Nov 2021
*** that doesn't mean a thing
two lovers come together to convene
both heaving and holding in screams
keeping the lust, so as not to share enough
deeply yearning for loves lost
they feen into one another
two primordial animals feeding their needs
it's just the very first thing.
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