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Sep 2016
as he rises I hear the faint
trickles of fear dissipating.
I see him clear.
I want to hold him dear,
in the embrace of a friend.
allow him to know I fear not
the fire he can create here.
how he penetrates my soul,
how his seed has changed me.
I have no fear left here,
I only wish to hug.
the bitter cold is too much.
Seher Seven
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Seher Seven
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     NuBlaccSoul and ryn
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