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Author: jsullins
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Published: 09-27-07 - Updated: 09-27-07 - Complete - id:2419666

Press your clean, youthful
cheek to my cracked lips,
teach my tongue to move and learn
new voices formed in joy
and in gladness, fill my belly
with the resounding shivers of laughter
and give me new wine to drink,
blood that fills the basin
in the center of my body; I am
like the bowl used to sprinkle
the corners of the altar.



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