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| pilgrim | Anti-push | 010126 |
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| fu | you sure about that? | 020719 |
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| artnerd | unravel | 020720 |
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| pilgrim |
Anti-Push My Finger Therein Lies The Answer |
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| Fido | I'm always dragging myself around. I'm SUCH a load of deadweight. There I go now! HURRY UP YOU SLOW BASTARD! | 030310 |
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| Cicero |
in the dark rumbling wagon my fingers found a welcome warmth in the deepness of her chest, where I held my heart close to hers, my palms against her breasts |
030415 |
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| Cicero |
the water about my ankles and the algae under my feet alludes to me far away, maybe with a beard but as it flows across my skin it soothes my burdened soles |
030415 |
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| bespeckled |
Pulling me away from rational thought, into something sweetly seductive, dangerously adictive, the scent of roses on a bed of thorns. |
030415 |
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what's it to you? who go |
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