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I sit and write what ever comes to mind. Hours go by and I am still at rhyme. On paper I put sonnets of my soul. My life is open for all to know. Sonnets of my soul live forever more at last. Each one a piece of the puzzle, my past. |
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Games of Seduction Beautiful Beast Untamed Animal Just Once Secret Urges Raw Poison WO without MAN Alone |
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