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No we don't yearn
all are brought by negligence
(no condoms)
else desire
when both are on
like inferno raging fire

later when sans all
Shakespeare's call
we hold hands

till we walk along the river's bank
hands though soft
now limber-less lifeless

we merge with the ocean of time
unknown for all wondrous poetic rhyme
only memories live behind

for a minuscule few
they make stone trees
as tall as palm ones

which also decay then die
in some tornadoes or tsunamis

more different ones come along
you and I never do
nor ever will

but later born
will be modifications
of many JACKS
but a single
oven one only

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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Not Explicit Content


or not, there are people out there that actually WANT children and plan for them! Imagine that? ~ Geez.

It seems that the days and hours that people
are available for chatroom are staggered and
not a good match for most everyone. How about
if everyone just shows up at the door, whenever
they have a few free minutes?

did too
many still shooo
take that kid with you
I have many others to woo
long Q

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Like the content, and the flow. The three line stanzas work better ( for me, anyway)

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