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In anticipation
As Midas turned all things to gold
in nakedness the sun will dress
evening, like the eye behold
touching softly as it reclines. Its
hot breath panting, as the day escapes.
For anticipation;
the long night, still awaits
in nakedness the sun will dress
evening, like the eye behold
touching softly as it reclines. Its
hot breath panting, as the day escapes.
For anticipation;
the long night, still awaits
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