AMNESTY INTERNATIONALE
Marseilles to Paris, I'm thinking a
true north for you; but you can head
in whatever direction now you'd like. My
friend Pappei Sarafei has kept me well-posted
about your whereabouts and manners. And I
myself just saw you yesterday. Do you remember
how sweet that was? Your Summer caftan, all silky
and loose, and you, beneath it, rich. Parked
in the nearby lot, your beautiful Mercedes Benz.
'I really love my car. I should have been born a boy!'
Oh my goodness, how much I wished to disagree.
true north for you; but you can head
in whatever direction now you'd like. My
friend Pappei Sarafei has kept me well-posted
about your whereabouts and manners. And I
myself just saw you yesterday. Do you remember
how sweet that was? Your Summer caftan, all silky
and loose, and you, beneath it, rich. Parked
in the nearby lot, your beautiful Mercedes Benz.
'I really love my car. I should have been born a boy!'
Oh my goodness, how much I wished to disagree.
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