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Decade
We met, this year, ten years ago My broken heart more ardent with recent censure Your Highness in Scorpio My high ass neurotic Virgo Both of us furtive Venus in Virgo Explains why we go slow, escargot We are moated Norman castles In which float dead horses tasselled That Aoife is a keeper Still waters…
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See me after class
See me if you want to busy dentists, have bigger lips and smaller eyes Look like you tussled with a beehive, ducked when you should have dived Could have died but you survived, who upstairs wants you alive? That desire I elide, tyres like Ezekiel skeeting Scheming in the glide, gat slide like an active…