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Jan 12
Catherine, my darling
I must tell you what I dreamed,
We were kissing at the doorway
When my Kundalini screamed,
The next thing I remember
We were lying on the floor,
With memories of experience
Of everything and more.
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     Emma, DENNY R ALLISON and Liana
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