Where Have all the Young Girls

Where Have all the Young Girls

 

Gone, 

I searched the stars.

For I had the scent, of alien......

Upon, my lips.

And it's taste, was almost gone.

I longed, to fill my hunger.

Gaze, upon .....a lovers star!

Quench, my thirst.

But ........

My mystic bird....

Had

 

Gone.....!

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