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Black Tar Lung
Still coughing up
A black tar lung
Ink stains blot
My choking tongue
Quill races by
My mind’s undone
No fear of death
I’ve been expunged
Like alchemy
We’re having fun
But not quite like
When I was young
Matured respite
A refined hunt
Each letter penned
With dripping lust
Aging beauty
Hair like rust
I crave response
I crave your touch
Published 7th Aug 2023
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