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Aug 2014
I look upon him with eyes of appreciation, as a ***** man would to soap.
I lavish at the way his image is so square.
Like a crown of authority is his beard.
He is a roof over me.
A man of meat so strong.
The voice of him is quite an appealing song.
Men, men, ah wonderous men.
Field Of Moons
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Field Of Moons
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