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Jan 2014
It's late to believe in sunshine
after dawn
why not think about the endless possibility of darkness
for instance, last night
when you slept in my arms
as I licked your face
Xuanito de la Puente
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Xuanito de la Puente  Las Vegas
(Las Vegas)   
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