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Are Squared
I am the circle
You step inside
Blissfully lost
You spin to me
Bodies merge in
Curves and lines
Until the carousel
Of lust grinds to
A halt and you ask
Where do we go
From here?
You step inside
Blissfully lost
You spin to me
Bodies merge in
Curves and lines
Until the carousel
Of lust grinds to
A halt and you ask
Where do we go
From here?
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