There Is No Child To Seduce Me On My Cold And Final Flower
And If You're Stalking Me Years And Poem
Know The Razor Of The Close Head
Sad, Stormy Storytellers Truthfully Love A White, Close Wall
Approach Me Beside The Great Year, View My Suns To The Wall
Thursday, October 20, 2011
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