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HOLY WATER = L I B O R S
not get used to drought
of your kisses and fairy
or night blindness
of this sadness in my soul, lack of green shoot
for not rocking in your pages.
inn always want my view on your body
leather or cardboard,
because there is freedom I feel
and you're the best pillow.
need
wings on my feet take me to your home and teach me
whispers the fierceness of your sword, that with the
fighting
the hero or the words you boot
least blunt the edge
there and I'm more excited.
God bless the writer because the reader is blessed with pure
water!
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