Monday, February 5, 2018
Chrono
Not now,
but maybe later,
maybe then I would tell you what I though of myself,
of his I looked six ways from wicked,
this wasn’t wicked,
that didn’t feel like this
No, Sir, you didn’t know,
though I might tell you all the same
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