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Engendered War

take my kiss, soft and sly an ecstasy of fumbling, our ideals came easy into her body, hood of bone with such high zest, bending in beautiful curves into its envelope, seam of a cloud how beautiful it was. boughs more silent: the mind wanders still rigid with ordeals. yet proud and unafraid when she walks away stirs a quiet pain a matter of minutes, on my knees stuck in my jaw like a fat black heart deliberately ambiguous deaths gray land bright blue pool deep bronze glories there is room for everyone?

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