eyes man fills lies (dew…)

creeping time walks path of circles
dew ankles

oak woman onto floating fluid
her limb his and had reason

again bastard apart
lovingly missed

eyes
man fills lies

her at loves only if tickled drunk
he high giggling wonders demoniacally his clownishly she

t-shirt mutating bulge pushes woman’s much returns
bastard fool

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