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- Why fight it, when you can just curl up inside my ...
- Your little red lips,Doe eyed recoverySlinkingAway...
- The South --There is a sort of way it digs into yo...
- Wind outside, whistling like a teakettle, discover...
- Melusina After TeaFalse memories make a mockery of...
- A Sappho Fragment
- Jacqueline Lamba
- Quiz Time!
- Blues on the radioWindows downGetting run straight...
- Sundaysouls of birds(so young)You make me want to ...
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- Childlike hands hovering over her bruised mouth.“Y...
- Spare a Thought for Phaedra On Her Wedding DayWorm...
- Nadja
- "There's a darkness I'll keep to myself."
- Use me, so I can use you. It’s amazing what a litt...
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- "I am a creature of the real world, even though you think I seldom choose to live there properly." L. Brock-Broido
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