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just enough to nurture lust...of sorts... to fill a seeming cavity... with sports.... to eye in, delve... in candor.... and display a sense of comprehension...to relay.... remotely tingle..sprinkle with the salts of, 'yes, I see you, feel you....shall we waltz'? a structured dance of feigned mesmerization... a willingness to web-spin fond loquation... a desert, dry and sere...lacks water...falls another hapless head lights on the walls.... a conquest out of reach, yes, there's the magnet.... refrigerator-bound.....translucent fragment.... wishing to embody new Anais......oh, well... some choose to cut....along the bias........
delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
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