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I have made love To Jack At Night In The Morning At Evenings Alone He was there, No man appearance But a ghost His soul covering Me And I Felt Nude In this Time Of Mine Alone I am When I think of a man When He, Being the last Of The Tree Of Fruits showering on Earth watere He will come to Me Always on Time To make love again And Leave, Being inside of me still Jack And his Ex Who I just meet By His tears and fears When He, Being the last ot The Tree Can I Could You Would You Can I, I, Could, You Would, You?