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I care less about the god of Ignorance peep- Tom-ing me under a bean stalk.
In one gathering,
I'm aware of just one sensation,
that even the frigidity of the after sex ignores,
an undying Faust hiding in my lymph nodes.
In one gathering,
I'm aware of just one sensation,
that even the frigidity of the after sex ignores,
an undying Faust hiding in my lymph nodes.
Published 19th Apr 2013
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