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Alone
In her solitude, she finds her night,
A whispered touch, soft and light.
In quiet shadows, her secrets unfold,
A dance of pleasure, pure and bold
Her soul entwines with silent might,
In moments stolen from the night.
Each gentle caress, a sacred rite,
In this private realm, she finds her light.
A whispered touch, soft and light.
In quiet shadows, her secrets unfold,
A dance of pleasure, pure and bold
Her soul entwines with silent might,
In moments stolen from the night.
Each gentle caress, a sacred rite,
In this private realm, she finds her light.
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