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erotic poem

there is no escape by the river
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
no prey am i of poor thoughts
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
afraid no more, i say
glass-blower of time
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies

 



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