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a.j.e.p.l.b.f
Just lusting after your approval
Separating at my threadless seams
You speak from your pedestal
Yet next to you is my seat
Your words weave inside
Fill the gaps left open wide
Though you know your power
You’d prefer us to disregard it;
But you’re aware, I’m sure,
Of your throne, as our Prince.
my favorite secret,
Separating at my threadless seams
You speak from your pedestal
Yet next to you is my seat
Your words weave inside
Fill the gaps left open wide
Though you know your power
You’d prefer us to disregard it;
But you’re aware, I’m sure,
Of your throne, as our Prince.
my favorite secret,
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