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And yet one arrives somehow,
finds himself loosening the hooks of
her dress
in a strange bedroomβ€”
feels the autumn
dropping its silk and linen leaves
about her ankles.
The ****** veined body emerges
twisted upon itself
like a winter wind . . . !
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       Elle, SerenaDuru, Lior Gavra, 105D11, Will Scobie and 9 others
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