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sin
the night requested me
I could not comply
I turned in shame for my nakedness
it would have me splayed
on my knees...wanton
an offering in sin
it desired my soul
I ran from the night
chilled within
its fingers traced my spine
it was a close call
I almost succumb
deviant acts done in the dark
come to haunt by daylight
my heart raced
I ache
the night laughed
until next time...woman
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