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Deity

His life seems a wide minefield    
Ill winds blowing through his hair  
But he feels his trepidation yield    
When he hears her climb the stair    
    
She has her ways to comfort him    
Still her succor does come at a price    
Yet even when his thoughts turn grim    
He knows his payment will suffice    
   
She earns every dollar spent    
Transforming him into a god    
A deity in quick descent    
She parts her legs, now fully awed.
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