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My strange lover came to me last night Late December murmurings, Bruised lips                       and Hooded Eyes *[And in the morning when he is gone, She finds ink scrawlings staining her sheets]*
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 8:47 PM UTC
Billet-Doux
My strange lover came to me last night Late December murmurings, Bruised lips                       and Hooded Eyes *[And in the morning when he is gone, She finds ink scrawlings staining her sheets]*
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 8:47 PM UTC
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