sacha-iacob
sacha.iacob@yahoo.com
Saturday
extant
and thus my comfort
run out;
vile of redundant efforts,
misguided luck.
and thus into your love I
fell in;
weary and sickened,
blushing my red cells within.
Therefore I earn for ease.
See that I get it!
Would you?
PLEASE.
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