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  • I am happy

  • call andy levy!!!

  • am i the only person who comments ? here is a poem from a south american poet

    Drunk as drunk on turpentine

    From your open kisses,

    Your wet body wedged

    Between my wet body and the strake

    Of our boat that is made of flowers,

    Feasted, we guide it - our fingers

    Like tallows adorned with yellow metal -

    Over the sky's hot rim,

    The day's last breath in our sails.

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