north
My love
is but a product of my idle loins,
though what of yours?
The truer a heart, the colder the waters,
and I cannot meet you there.
My love
is but a product of my idle loins,
though what of yours?
The truer a heart, the colder the waters,
and I cannot meet you there.
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the truer the heart, the colder the waters? hmmm..trying to figure out what this means. hmmmm…
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