May 17, 2025
More in Fooling Around denial
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I smalled the words of hymns before i sneezed lord a kneeless prayer on Cambridge's stoopless door i knocked senseless spiced and sputtering right there O'ed my lips kiss then in beaded breaths unheld i swam the eruditely air God did not deny the endless me
the hairless pits or see to know the bald of my nightmare
So, three times before the cock might crow, I"ll (kneeless) pray somewhere.
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