wolfshrew
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Hand on ThighA Story by wolfshrewf*****g blissfully |
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A Moving PortraitA Poem by wolfshrewA cluster of words developed from last night through now |
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The Winning PrizeA Poem by wolfshrewnight thoughts |
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a melon rindA Poem by wolfshrewtoo disorganized, but I'll come back to it later |
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Empty and FullA Poem by wolfshrewjust a late night quick writing |
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OppositeA Poem by wolfshrewIf I look around and see men and womenstaring with the eerieeyes of a love starved child,the grains of ricein my brain start jumping around likelarvao.. |
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Thorough RelaxA Poem by wolfshrewObviously a bit raunchy... |
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Welcome the MaskedA Poem by wolfshrewand their company of change. |
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God,A Poem by wolfshrewGod, My mind is a squaking birdThat wakes over And overTo take control of me.Little pill,Oh pink and Opaque,Oblong andShaking in my palmDon't smile at.. |
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