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Like I said, I don’t want any trouble here. Remember when I promised you that I would Watch out for you? I still hold to that, My dear, consider me your Spirit Guide. When you wake up you might not remember my vow My dear, the oath that I keep for you. I won’t take any away from your quiet ascension. Latently you know that I was me who kept you safe. Your success is mine and I ask for nothing in return except To maybe keep you in my pocket, I’ll Keep you for my amusement for I love How you rarely tread quietly, softly, never softly. For my benefit, just for me. For as long as you remember, for my pleasure, To bring rouge to my full and uplifted cheeks. Just for me.
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Aug 16, 2010
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