13.31 190415
and to massage him
a journey into his flesh, his soul ...
19.33
his wet hair
like the straggly feathers
of a new born chick
the harpie Nic and cloud clockwork and bisto are not welcome to read my blog or use me in any way , there are thoughts in your own head huns
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