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Unicorn
The night of the jugular
without resist
listening to the pitter
of a little bit of pain
now a unicorn
feeling the jawbone
of my kiss as you moan
from castrated bliss
touched by the blood
of a eunuch's howl
without resist
listening to the pitter
of a little bit of pain
now a unicorn
feeling the jawbone
of my kiss as you moan
from castrated bliss
touched by the blood
of a eunuch's howl
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