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I stripped her of the garments that were securely sewn in with passion. And now I’m cold, frozen solid in a gaze that is my own reflection. A heart of pure passion steps to the beat of a soul that illuminates the joy of life.  I live to know more… Grasping at the threads of life screaming apologies.  Searching inside self to be worthy of such divinity. Listening to sweet melodies of sweet solice to drown out my own sad songs. Gazing into the light for the freshness of air that fills my lungs more intoxicating than the sweetest reefer could ever achieve… I Breathe. I breathe in with a heart racing against my mind. I exhale. I exhale as I realise who have won this battle of passion and love …. I stripped her of the garments that were securely sewn in with passion. And now I’m cold, frozen solid in a gaze that is my own reflection. How could I forget how hot she gets….

Actually, I didn’t. That’s why I’m feeling like this…

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