Kristi Wilson Biography

Damn Boy-o, come tell me the fears i want to here,
The tails i wish to see, the music i want to feel,
and you, i want to taste
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Wings of might help me soar through the Night,
with sea air wisping off the Light, let there be flight.

O mystical monster of mine, tea and crumpets, love and trumpets.
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If the sea were a glimpse of you and me, we'd be the worst storm in History
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'whispers within the zepher transcends......
a feathery telegraph of mingled yarn'
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I did dream of you that night for a split second, what I felt was love yet burning, hoping you'd say something kind.
My beautiful friend the fox, helped me with distraction.
I am glad that there was no further interaction.
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