Kin-Keeeee
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Herbert Nehrlich
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Tinkle, tinkle, on my skin
let it flow, keep nothing in.
Tasting all that flows from you
kinky, yes, I know, I do.
Mind creates what heretofore
hidden past a solid door,
rules no more, we float above
snowflakes warm the heart we love.
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