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in agony of pleasurei crumble to my kneesi lick your frozen treasureyou cup my furry beesbut one bee bubbles overyour fleshy brimming cupit falls into the cloverand lands all downside upit crawls across your stomachnot far above the foodthat you are still digestinginside your large intestineand into your hydrangeait draws its furry legsyou're crouching like a strangerthat aches to lay her eggsin ecstacy of pressureyou quiver in the jamwhile naked angels measurea piece of rotting hamin symphonies of jellyyou play with my diseasewhile back across your bellythere crawl dusty bees
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