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Venus crying
She wanders into the darkened room
Holding a candle made from her tears
A hidden passage to her imagination
Fire burning down to reveal her fears
Sweeten scent filling the feminine air
With a heart bleeding into a shy soul
I watch and wonder with my eyes shut
As the string of passion she never cuts...
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