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Some Wild Fires  ADULT  By T. Floyd Back by popular demand, but without the rewrite. "Sometimes she rents a room with a balcony and walks boldly out onto the small lip of concrete and steel."
No One Said It Had to Be Real  ADULT  By T. Floyd "She would never have admitted how reluctant she was to wash his scent from that pillowcase."
Wings By T. Floyd A poem in honour of Baba and Muschi.
Lovers By T. Floyd A poem for mine.



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