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Into the new wave

I was without passion, a slave of the dark. I was blind; wallowing in angst and self pity. You raised the bar and opened the door; pushing me to the limit, like the new wave. Come and take me as if you own me. For I am truely yours today, yesterday and all tomorrows. Do with me as you wish: except to neglect me. 2192016 @

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