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true love making
Loves conceive and tangle inside cocoons
Kisses are threads made of silk Preys win seeds for boons Worms flick wildly so silly Uplift the love medals and the flaks Soldiers are talent to hold the games Demons give us divine feelings in front of the lakes Slaves jumped and pulled at the leashes again Flowers are dreams with flared shaped Saints are dabbled with holy oils Water and spring tides are sharp Our love affairs are greed with hats that are old Naked truths face with unfamiliar masks Complete truths of us give no honors Beautiful loves and minds are massive Steams are went off from flames that are horny To be royals we need many naps Thrushes fond to break open the shells We are as happy as angry apes Sexes and our futures are not to sell Body and organ spread like starfish Sex will happily gnaw off the lost hearts Waters are the desires of fishes Loves enable like microbes to be a mouthful in earths Smooth water and playful moon are to be yearned Two people taste sweets in the years not earned Magnetic fluxes induced electricity that is shudder Willowy calf is numbed not to shun Worms lay eggs on straws Sexes are complete but loves are raw I wish no eternity as pleas Sexes and pleasures are the only reasons for mortalities to be pleaded |
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