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# Your ******* when love-based within their beautiful forming, and then  glorious unfolding are Love and Light's  extracorporeal pulsings; ***focusing   l o v e t on e d sonic shockwaves directly at the  machine's extremely intricate innerworkings..*** Having,  through years of horror-based survival tactics; in desperation.. slowly learned; now ingrained-- softening up the very innerwall-linings of your very spirit in such a way as to unknowingly provide footing for the machine's  deep embedment, and then,  permeation  of all things previously, you.. having now enwrapped itself into your very sinews holding your precious spirit   captive from the the soar These passionate, late night forays outside the wire with you are not exploitative, but instead are love-driven  deeply focused, fully intentioned pingings of Light's Relational sound waves aimed directly at the beautiful you held so tightly, so covetously by the machine as your wonderfully  nectar-filled body responds late at night, aligning to the me, you have come to know.. heightening your beautiful response to the point of screaming,  passionate release-- your own, fully love based..       extracorporeal.. unwelcoming,   of the machine. #
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Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 9:14 AM UTC
pinging, against the machine
# Your ******* when love-based within their beautiful forming, and then  glorious unfolding are Love and Light's  extracorporeal pulsings; ***focusing   l o v e t on e d sonic shockwaves directly at the  machine's extremely intricate innerworkings..*** Having,  through years of horror-based survival tactics; in desperation.. slowly learned; now ingrained-- softening up the very innerwall-linings of your very spirit in such a way as to unknowingly provide footing for the machine's  deep embedment, and then,  permeation  of all things previously, you.. having now enwrapped itself into your very sinews holding your precious spirit   captive from the the soar These passionate, late night forays outside the wire with you are not exploitative, but instead are love-driven  deeply focused, fully intentioned pingings of Light's Relational sound waves aimed directly at the beautiful you held so tightly, so covetously by the machine as your wonderfully  nectar-filled body responds late at night, aligning to the me, you have come to know.. heightening your beautiful response to the point of screaming,  passionate release-- your own, fully love based..       extracorporeal.. unwelcoming,   of the machine. #
an ode to the healing light of relationship
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Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 9:14 AM UTC
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