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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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