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IWANU GA HANA

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Thursday, September 7

curdled against ma las night . she humned and she thumped . and i was inside her again
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i saw you flailing in the wind. white like the roach that once came out of my basin. je t'aime, moi non plus. iwanu ga hana. not speaking is the flower.
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