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Gord

2025-07-21 06:30 am
Words leave her lips,
Like a chord, music hits. 
Love scenes along with,
Like speech, she insists.

Roger, beep,
Nothing more from me,
If she insists, I proceed

Olive tree, olive greens,
All over obliques, seed,
All over peaks, the sheets,
All of it, comes from me.

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