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Five minute poem
Darling, let me plant a kiss upon thy lips; Not those; the ones which lay betwixt your hips; That scented bloom; beguiling flower, Where stirs the very root of our desire. Caress my lips with that moistened bud; Arouse the fire within my tired blood, I’ll softly plant my tongue within, For the harvest of […]
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Icelandic Proverb
Vin sínum skal maður vinur vera, þeim og þess vin. En óvinar síns skyli engi maður vinar vinur vera. To his friend a man a friend shall prove, To him and the friend of his friend; But never a man shall friendship make With one of his foeman’s friends.
