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I cannot ask for this This thing This bliss I do not DO NOT Deserve it This is Without a doubt Bound to me Free from sound Of light and wound Tight Change in me The mights to wills And still I find night Pressed Against my breast Expressed within And beyond Text
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Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 4:56 PM UTC
The Coil
I cannot ask for this This thing This bliss I do not DO NOT Deserve it This is Without a doubt Bound to me Free from sound Of light and wound Tight Change in me The mights to wills And still I find night Pressed Against my breast Expressed within And beyond Text
ScreamsAtTheWind
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ScreamsAtTheWind
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Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 4:56 PM UTC
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