Her is
some
some drowsy
myst of being; a
palpable drift
of
white white white sleeeeeeeep,
from the curt
lips of
dark waters
with tense sheen
of dull light
she fits
she slips
1 pill somnambulant
through drunk
through dowsed
coils in scarlet
laying
laying
laying
(in xanadu
where
k u b la kh a n
a
s
t
a
t ely
p lea s ur edom edid de c
r
e
e
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 4:34 AM UTC
Her is
some
some drowsy
myst of being; a
palpable drift
of
white white white sleeeeeeeep,
from the curt
lips of
dark waters
with tense sheen
of dull light
she fits
she slips
1 pill somnambulant
through drunk
through dowsed
coils in scarlet
laying
laying
laying
(in xanadu
where
k u b la kh a n
a
s
t
a
t ely
p lea s ur edom edid de c
r
e
e
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