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Amobea
I recognize my ego. But I don't recognize (denial) as denial.
Affection is a reason, want to kiss?
Would you share your passion with me tonight?
You are just so comfortable!
I melt into you, inside of you.
Will you be my pillow tonight?
Will you accept me?
Protect me? Protect us?
May I share your thoughts?
May I borrow your prayers?
It'd be easier if we assimilated together first.
I can tell the wind is howling for us tonight.
It needs to bow down.
The current is pulling at me.
A thistle meadow is overwhelmingly happy to greet me.
It's an emotional and spiritual encounter, affirmative and positive.
Do you feel it?
I know you can.
Please join me as I remember the momentum of thought.
Omg, it's spliced! It's both. It's one of itself and another.
It's us assimilating.
We are safe, we are one.
Affection is a reason, want to kiss?
Would you share your passion with me tonight?
You are just so comfortable!
I melt into you, inside of you.
Will you be my pillow tonight?
Will you accept me?
Protect me? Protect us?
May I share your thoughts?
May I borrow your prayers?
It'd be easier if we assimilated together first.
I can tell the wind is howling for us tonight.
It needs to bow down.
The current is pulling at me.
A thistle meadow is overwhelmingly happy to greet me.
It's an emotional and spiritual encounter, affirmative and positive.
Do you feel it?
I know you can.
Please join me as I remember the momentum of thought.
Omg, it's spliced! It's both. It's one of itself and another.
It's us assimilating.
We are safe, we are one.
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