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That sway as she turns her hips resonate with an unquenchable wrench Her hazel eyes were light lingers refusing to depart in deepest dark A gossamer arch of alabaster skin as heels dig for completion In the dark she scrambles for my lips to bring my final death as her mouth exhumes my lust

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