A poem, inspired by a new friend. ((You know who you are))
But for a mere moment,
that my heart might fly.
And a mere thought,
of days gone by
A mere dream,
of what might be
is simply, merely,
enough for me.
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A day in the life of a pleasure slave.
Time to time breif entrees of how things are going, high and low points. ect.
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