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The nights you read from Keats
Undressed and on my knees
Calling upon divinity
Swallowing your words rhythmically
I tremble beneath your unrepentant words
Your hand wrapped neatly in my hair
The seed was there first. Before the roots knew how deep they would reach. Before the stem knew how to follow the sunlight. Before the flo...
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