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■ Venus and Adonis ![]()
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I'd come to you like drops in rows.
attacking lips and eyes. it shows how close. there could be rains that never end. as smiles would melt. I'll send blue rainbows. it's sunny. is that a cloud behind the trees? it's sunny. is there a cloud behind the means? surrounding arms behind the beats. which keep within a flow. it needs my heat.
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