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concupiscence
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Tank
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i say her hovering over me, paused as if waiting for me to say the right thing, ask the right question. destiny, it seems, has never been nearer. so i lay my head back and invited her in, breathing the nectar of my life, and i felt so alive, so real, so much of a woman.
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000928
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amy
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word-of-the-day at dictionary.com, Tank... word-o-the-day.
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001007
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Zeroshin
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the throbbing tugging on my mind, the intense heartbeat, my depravity. Why must you exist? You should've remained an figment, yet you stand there... damn you.
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010118
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ClairE
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A word complicated enough, maybe, for what I feel for you.
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020211
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phil
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Zeroshin, sound like Helga from that one cartoon "Move it football head"
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020212
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little fury bugs
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"I want you, I need you. Oh baby, oh baby"
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020617
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imredi
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help me
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020617
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031213
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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