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Gifts
These were just my gifts to you
from places deep inside
A diamond heart that flickers fire
Eyes fixed lazerly on you
Ears that lie in wait for your faintest russle
Arms as strong as armies minus any violence
Lips that love to breathe you in
As if you were my soul
poem
by
Boink Boink
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