" . . . life itself's
Beauty which all forever so long as there is
a human race like flowers and, I suppose,
other animals -- they too must know something
of what it is to love, to be alive, to have
life, to be on the sweetness of Earth herself,
great Goddess we take for granted, God the Father so much
more the strain of our beings, she the sweetness
we arrive in pursuit of . . . "
Lilith and the fuzzy man contemplate poop
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The man with the fuzzy legs and the equally fuzzy dog wiped a handkerchief
over the deep lines in his forehead, those that seemed to hold up his
thoughts,...
16 hours ago
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