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Confessions of a Minotaur

"Speak,"

Said the Minotaur.

"Speak."

"For I am tired of silence and riddles."

Said the Minotaur.

"And I am tired of being wise."

"Come," he said.

"Come touch my horns."

"Feel my velvety nose."

"Come cradle my head,"

The Minotaur said.

"I am tired of being alone."

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Jul 11, 2010
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