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[shiningfractal]

clustering flowers of desire
writing a wife into reality
something long addressed
to no one in particular
after all, what the devil do we care?
desire less the kiss of a stranger
that in years to come
is bound to make you suffer less
it is good practice
to confess your unconfessed desires
just goes to show that
you are a great friend
though we may not
melt in smiles
all the time
it is good to know
one is being directed
by intelligent will power
in this very room
consciousness was reborn
it's a strange thing
inert crimson
above the morning sky
it amuses me
I was afraid
it might be some
fresh insult
but your freshness
has made another
important part
of my supervising duties
quite unnecessary
you unwittingly magnetised us all

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