When I was younger, I used to pump out tons of bad lyrical poetry. Some poems were worthy but, looking back at them, most of them were crap. When the 21st Century hit, it seemed that my capacity for writing bad poetry disappeared. Today, I found the last poem I wrote. It was written for my Kung Fu teacher and for Llew. Even though it's
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Just like you.
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Thank you, love. Now come to SC so I can molest thee. ;)
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