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[from the September, 1999, workshop:]
Summer is over
and i am sad
because autumn
comes much
too fast
and i am still
caught
in the lazy mind of
summer. * * * *
your touch
on my body
hungry for me
you are
and touch
you
is divine
you arch your back
throw your head
moan in pleasure
and i want you
over and over
again
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