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My lips got lost on the way to the kiss ---
that's how drunk I
was.
Luckily though I still connected
with the most tender part
of her.
The moon conceived --- what
a wild looking baby
we are going to
have.
from Love Poems from God translated by Daniel Ladinsky
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