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leonardo quintero Under My Tongue hell Yea I Rule This beautiful, sad and tender book, richly textured It will die within three days, solving the riddle's mixture One of the most thoughtful, ordinary,loving,hateful,scary, abhored of the sweet valley waves, This hairy girls shaves The fornication of the contorted words, conquested on the third of May My riddle's book has burned in creation, the vibration, retaliation, of the aging,craving of the dreaming sea Find the answer in the most possible place where you slid separated Not believing in space, the sun divorced from the apple paths left behing on the other side this wilting disease leaving me taken and still, separated and found, the pain is round, the world washes it in to street, Lonely it faces the sound of the path where the pilsen leaves the tracks. How long is the love left lively,loosely,lingering, lost Mormon of the pacific moving kiss, when all hope is lost and found in the girl shaves, helpless waves where all in denial of the beautiful written social for all dead trees leaves, feeling read |
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