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You create me with your searching touch
and I rise up to it
desire now coursing through my limbs
that in the measure of its strength
is something that I’ve never known
but always always hungered for
so like a starving beast
in prowl along deserted streets,
for years unfed.
and I rise up to it
desire now coursing through my limbs
that in the measure of its strength
is something that I’ve never known
but always always hungered for
so like a starving beast
in prowl along deserted streets,
for years unfed.
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