Love in the tunneL
I have labored; I have written out the ink of my soul
Squeezed it, worked it, day in, day out
At the end there is light down the hole
Shooting out-
And I am lonely no more.
Handled love in the tunnel...carpal.
poem by Eon Ezkiel
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