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August 30 Valleys
You traveled over all my roads My curves and crevices You memorized in your mind
I felt your surreal touch As you parted the valleys I freely opened all roadblocks
Let down my defenses and You eagerly took control of . The unpaved and neglected roads You found in your journey of me
There were no detours to you.. all was Freely opened and freely given
To the very darkness Deep inside my soul The black core you found
Named
The whore beast panted and Begged for more ....
wet slick washed with the rain Of intoxicating lust and devotion
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