The Fruitful Harvest

The fruitful harvest
of the unripe and still young.
One lustful spirit
wanting to be picked tonight.
She went home, with a stained skirt.
-Max Sacala-

The fruitful harvest
of the unripe and still young.
One lustful spirit
wanting to be picked tonight.
She went home, with a stained skirt.
-Max Sacala-
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