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Once you get in
with eyes threading
on the stoned lips

In further carry on
a moment of crude
gently withering

And I could
draw for you
to set off

the fire under

Till now
you have forgone
the minutes of viral

flood the scene

When all seems to end,
forward
pacify the sky

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Is it terrible having 13-16 years old boys asking my mother about me. I don't respond to the calls so I can't be a paedophile.