575 part three

epitaph of me
she was a liar and thief
she loved only one
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mountains stand away
in full bloom with green blankets
cover me gently
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pain is a basket
you weave so beautifully
I am a cracked loom
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Hi Tarzan, me Jane
me want to love you long time
jungle feverish
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eat your wanton soup
only silver spoons will do
no crackers for you.
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i like all humans
torment, break, torture, hate, fear
they disappoint me.
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leather bound knowledge
found in most stone libraries
the tress speak louder
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my stomach burns red
pumping acid and lava
misunderstanding.
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many voices speak
these flesh ears cannot hear them
physical prison.
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think of something else
the mountain is not so large
a small foot could squish
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do not ask for it
it will have many faces
beware of wishing
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my canadian
how patient can a man be?
I love all your parts
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there is a moisture here
sweet thought between my bare thighs
he has placed it there.
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hues of Spanish land
change perspectives forever
begin the journey
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