entreaty
dis Small, small, fill my arms!
I'll lay you down and hold closed your eyes;
Veritas opposui subjectio, but how preferable the fiction.

Walk ever, somnambulist,
Do not see what glares in the daylight;
Only human, but devoted oh, yes.
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reitoei i beg and cry and scream. give me what i want. just this once.
idle pleas with no meaning desire for nothing.
for what do i beg? i know not
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what's it to you?
who go
blather
from