only it weren't az thuh dream

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                                      'twere though az if'n
                                               right there
                                         'fore mine visage
                                                   close
                                              very close
                                                so close
                                          mine felt yourz
                                                quiver'n
                                                    too
                                                thuh hot
                                                  steam
                                                   want
                                              from yourn

                                       funny desire feel'n 
                                             so corporeal
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