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I just wanna enjoy this moment underneath this dazy and hazy sky with my mind in the
clouds. Sweet memories of your breast like two does playing and hopping together. These
thoughts flow like wine in my head. And to be quite frank as I am always to you, I lie.
And I dread of the day waking up next to you when I am dead. For I will not hunt these
shadows of you. No indeed, no longer shall I chase ghosts in this forrest. For I have
picked up the scent of a lesser stag. In the same woods my energy was in the physical
being of a young gallant buck. But when peirced with arrow of the lofty marksman I am now
in my present form. I have lust for other prey that makes my tail wag. I have become a
beast of my fears. Knowing only a tear from my beauty's eye will break the curse. Only
pure love resides in your forrest.

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