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Kobus Moolman
IN BED WITHOUT
IN BED WITHOUT
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So most nights.So every other night.
So every other night when not with.
So when usual and without surprise.
So together and far apart and beyond all at the same.
So at night time when leaving and standing, watching go away.
So more or less, this way and that.
So opening, closing, in, out, attached and loose as a nozzle.
So switched on.
So off.
So when the sky rolls over and on top and big is too full and the wind is grey as cotton, hand-washed, hanging up, dripping over the bath, and the plug is breathless and blocked up with his hair that does not stop, that does not stop falling, out.
That does not.
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IN BED WITHOUT
So most nights.So every other night.
So every other night when not with.
So when usual and without surprise.
So together and far apart and beyond all at the same.
So at night time when leaving and standing, watching go away.
So more or less, this way and that.
So opening, closing, in, out, attached and loose as a nozzle.
So switched on.
So off.
So when the sky rolls over and on top and big is too full and the wind is grey as cotton, hand-washed, hanging up, dripping over the bath, and the plug is breathless and blocked up with his hair that does not stop, that does not stop falling, out.
That does not.
IN BED WITHOUT
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