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Creepage

I have this book where soft stretch small pieces of me, a secret rendezvous that my wanderings and rhythm punctuates the moments of his drinking asleep.
I fished over the line, where vowels and consonants are linked to seduce, to take the waist, to follow blindly. Their
not make them lighter, they waltz in unison, as these precious moments whirl and fly.
I smiled to read, eyes half-closed, imagining the future in other to obsolete other Alexandrians who will make me dance.
I breathe the fragrance of these possible chills and draws on vellum new horizons.

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If I had to go back to that day when thou hast asked me to take the plunge, I would scream loudly that the devil take you.
It is similar to that of the time we guess, in fear, one that is known to change everything.
You laugh now to see me in chains. I stayed here from us over the edge, never to return.
You expected the confession as an issue, that a cord is cut, saving buoy. I have given you.
I wait for the last breath I am back to where we've lost so long ago already.
I would not change anything. I just yell my despair to know more.

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Puzzle

curious mixture
Who absorbs Inconvenient
The urge to break the mirror that reflects
Flying in the cold night
Collect shards of exploded moments
Number the bits one to one found by pride or envy

Remember the sacred
out of spite or anger the bitter sacrifice

Slide gently sloping
Towards extreme madness abound
desires
go where they take
Skip modesty
Breaking prejudices
species
Find Fragrances forgotten
The velvet heart-to-hand
ballets
lame white fluff hours
Interspersed with quiet murmurs
Mornings
Where based armor.