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Naked Night Bone Hampshire
In naked night's bone Hampshire
a winter's tongue frost
like a cold finger clinging
tinsel down worn dark frown
to lonely cold Fahrenheit
echoing a cheeky end
soon to stand in silhouette
in naked night's bone Hampshire
a winter's tongue frost
like a cold finger clinging
tinsel down worn dark frown
to lonely cold Fahrenheit
echoing a cheeky end
soon to stand in silhouette
in naked night's bone Hampshire
Published 5th Jan 2024
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6th Jan 2024 4:54am
Nice and frosty!
"a winter's tongue frost
like a cold finger clinging"
Particularly felt that part.
<3
"a winter's tongue frost
like a cold finger clinging"
Particularly felt that part.
<3
6th Jan 2024 4:55am
