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waking wake
With in the contence of my wake a constant that moves and sways.
My living flowing felt on like programs of my correct
My break.
Like lights cover the city at night I'm lit. Lit up like colours in my living straight.
The functions in my living is a sunset on slot from my light lit her and I watch my rise going down as my black darkened night beings it's night ole prawling break under nights take.
We hold our close as I kiss her every night her beautiful days waking wake....
© she licks my heart's desire