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Leave Remnants of Passion
It’s a miracle of creation!
A blessing beyond measure.
To press one’s warm and loving flesh
Into the caressing flesh of another.
So let the kinder gods be praised
For the joys in all beating hearts!
Love each in turn as without measure,
Leaving remnants of passion in treasured parts.
A blessing beyond measure.
To press one’s warm and loving flesh
Into the caressing flesh of another.
So let the kinder gods be praised
For the joys in all beating hearts!
Love each in turn as without measure,
Leaving remnants of passion in treasured parts.
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