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[ OP ] The anarchist's wet dream
is not just to be marooned
on a deserted, tropical isle
with a fifteen year-old
version of Brooke Shields
to do with as he pleases
but to also afarly observe her
in all of her glorious nubility
from behind his sweaty, palmed
frond as she erects him
a sandy castle upon shore
of which, before the finishing
touches are complete, he will
kick the ever-living shit out of
scattering it for tide's reclamation
because denying the opportunity
for anyone to live like royalty
on his planetary kingdom
is what truly gets him off
on a deserted, tropical isle
with a fifteen year-old
version of Brooke Shields
to do with as he pleases
but to also afarly observe her
in all of her glorious nubility
from behind his sweaty, palmed
frond as she erects him
a sandy castle upon shore
of which, before the finishing
touches are complete, he will
kick the ever-living shit out of
scattering it for tide's reclamation
because denying the opportunity
for anyone to live like royalty
on his planetary kingdom
is what truly gets him off
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