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Faint taste
Scent and money spent
Will power burning water slip deep in shower
She let's things slide back forth each a ride
She reads my mind finds path grip and collide
Unloaded loud screams wakes souls and found
Pulse and pull hair gripped and growled
She finds her shoes he pays the bill
Recollect and finds sweet debt
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Bias Fields
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