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Dank

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The dark was damp, dank a clammy scum, clung. A sticky wet seep, stank. The tainted tacit touch of skin was rough, cold and slimy, not warm, smooth and welcoming. Our love was rank, dank, done over.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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