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15h
I'm far beyond,
a simple craving,
beast of heresy,
words are twisty
like twisties.

A time to devour
is the witch's hour
but has no honor
sacred of fragility
beautiful & kindly.

She's only 29,
but sweeter than rose wine,
a silence cracks the breeze,
salty is no pepper-mint,
but all cars have dents.
Not long before experienced.
RyanGeoffreyHayward
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RyanGeoffreyHayward  46/M/Australia
(46/M/Australia)   
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