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Nov 2021
Share with me
Give me your fledging feelings
I will shape them into something probable

And I cherish the rain
that musters under your feet
Tansy herbes of the heart
would turn you into Eve
And I as Adam drinking
the nectar of your countenance
Antony Glaser
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Antony Glaser  60/M/croydon
(60/M/croydon)   
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