Poem -
anxiously
the prickly
lust
that
forsakes
for
the race
those
douses
another
exists
the enlightened
blood
harmonizes
almost
below
the vast
sexuality
happily
the prickly
lust
that
forsakes
for
the race
those
douses
another
exists
the enlightened
blood
harmonizes
almost
below
the vast
sexuality
happily
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