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Thee ComPound � [ing)

yeah,so � �who
� � �is thee Queen of
� � � this Compound?
� � � � � � � � �Is her glistenny nak'ed
� � � � � � � � � � � f o r m
� � � � � well se'cured behind thee's
� � � wall's flimsy whimsy?
� � \
I
needa
a
Queen � � � to come pound me
� � � � � � � come pound
� � � � � � o, come now, pound
� � � � � � for pound up'on me'me'me
& maybe even a sub'sequential
� � � �coming of thee GoddessLord
� who brazen[ly) dreams these
dreams for us.
� � � � � � � � � �/
Ayam
an international scoun
� � � � � � � � d'rel , & a thief who has never
� � � � � � � � been scene been seen
� � �to com'promise
� thee seem � � [s)
of any border
� � � � (ever] �~

y've been t]here, �as wee are All t]here n'ow,
� � � � � � � � � in/of this

� � � � � � � � verymoment

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dkzk2014\FOTO'riginale:"ApieceOf#399.4" BY dkzk
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