"I just knew there was brain cell in there somewhere" . . . ; )
Rhapsodic impulses of skin suffused Exulted passions rendering, disused Intensely emotional of flushed amor A mere filament lisp of a lustful gore Susurration; within my own sad soul Mellifluous lullabies 'till I, rest whole
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