She sat by her lonesome
On the crown of the bluff,
The eternal vault above
Draped in fecund moon
And the bleeding glow
Of soundless stars.
She resembled the wolf
That was etched in pitch and shade
On her bare quaking thigh.
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❤👽xoxoxo👽❤
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She sat by her lonesome
On the crown of the bluff,
The eternal vault above
Draped in fecund moon
And the bleeding glow
Of soundless stars.
She resembled the wolf
That was etched in pitch and shade
On her bare quaking thigh.
~~~
❤👽xoxoxo👽❤
~~~
This is great. And I love fecund.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you 💋
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You are quite welcome!
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