Für Sylvia P.
The woman has nothing to be sad about. She blacks …
Her dead body has folded over
a close rose from the sweet of the deep throats.
(S. Hille)
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Für Sylvia P.
The woman has nothing to be sad about. She blacks …
Her dead body has folded over
a close rose from the sweet of the deep throats.
(S. Hille)