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These Olive Gifts the Mediterranean wears Were far too Tasty for my Tongue to relate Yet seeing this Meat sliced and spiced with your Cares Parted portions for your Other Half belate Which, by Witness, caused my Self-Buds to droop Then plan for my own Taste beyond the Screen But how? Folly, these Ambitions I stoop Which my Long-Nosed Puppet withdrew the Mean Though, since this Built blubs my Appetite's norm Of ****** Impediments your Remark states right Consumes Activity; As I signed the Form And Smooth my Prince's Glass for your Delight. Still you saw - my hands grip this stubborn Steel Yet formed these Sinews my Ferment Mind feel.
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May 28, 2013
May 28, 2013 at 2:14 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE: LORENZA DEPEDER - VIDI
These Olive Gifts the Mediterranean wears Were far too Tasty for my Tongue to relate Yet seeing this Meat sliced and spiced with your Cares Parted portions for your Other Half belate Which, by Witness, caused my Self-Buds to droop Then plan for my own Taste beyond the Screen But how? Folly, these Ambitions I stoop Which my Long-Nosed Puppet withdrew the Mean Though, since this Built blubs my Appetite's norm Of ****** Impediments your Remark states right Consumes Activity; As I signed the Form And Smooth my Prince's Glass for your Delight. Still you saw - my hands grip this stubborn Steel Yet formed these Sinews my Ferment Mind feel.
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May 28, 2013
May 28, 2013 at 2:14 AM UTC
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