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Baby, we are panthers
to fill the
burning
eyes with
a turquoise
breeze
and wake up
to the smell of
the warmth
of your neck
is a luxury
I want to
indulge
let's lay like this
till the dusk
let's prey
on our
lusts
like two
starving
panthers
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