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Dec 2020
as men
mock. They talk
at her, not with. She’s
a cherry. They the

pit. Chew around
it, ******* the juices. Spit
out the stone. Laugh as
men moan. So, they

complain. Ever hear
of a sun shower? It suns
through the rain. She’ll
not refrain. Laugh

with unyielding force
it’d choke a horse! Do it
again! The world can stand
a shake now-n-then!
sandra wyllie
Written by
sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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