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Tanka XXXII
A call crawled by me,
soft, rhythmic, seeped in spree,
lured taunted ticker
and made of it shrew shudder.
When I looked, twas love's hewn hymn.
'20:09:20:18:07
Note: Of lanky love.
soft, rhythmic, seeped in spree,
lured taunted ticker
and made of it shrew shudder.
When I looked, twas love's hewn hymn.
'20:09:20:18:07
Note: Of lanky love.
Published 20th Sep 2020
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