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A crowd has gathered in the home of the unknown poet a house of smoke he calls it, but the poet left for another affair his gallant wife descends the stairs and shows no misery while the guests read his work sniffing over their peer glasses and with no regrets whatsoever the poet's wife drives a dagger deep in her pale breast as the poet is laughing and dancing with ****** the guests at the table place their orders.
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Sep 7, 2016
Sep 7, 2016 at 11:37 AM UTC
The gallant wife
A crowd has gathered in the home of the unknown poet a house of smoke he calls it, but the poet left for another affair his gallant wife descends the stairs and shows no misery while the guests read his work sniffing over their peer glasses and with no regrets whatsoever the poet's wife drives a dagger deep in her pale breast as the poet is laughing and dancing with ****** the guests at the table place their orders.
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Sep 7, 2016
Sep 7, 2016 at 11:37 AM UTC
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