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Speaking My Fantasy Language
Instinct builds up fantasizes ,
Love is said to be blind,
But some times its factoid ,
Fantasy daredevils thee.
Thee is torpid,
Fortunately, totty passes by,
Torrid glows.
Thee thinks as the first trailblazer,
To sight totty,
Uprising salvation torrentially.
Thee is erogenously tortured,
After relapse, thee ,
Decides let go fantasizes.
Emmanuel Brian Oule
brianoule@yahoo.com
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