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My Dear
My love comes with dreams
in my mind's night closet
whispering soft touch
"better to cleave you, my dear"
with a breath of soul
grazing my flesh
as my teddy bear
a ghost of yesteryear
of broken ash and smoke
in my mind's night closet
whispering soft touch
"better to cleave you, my dear"
with a breath of soul
grazing my flesh
as my teddy bear
a ghost of yesteryear
of broken ash and smoke
Published 19th Sep 2021
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