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She is intoxicated

With my sunrise package

As I open her wrathful eye

Quietly

And into forgotten shadows

That blossom beneath us

She whispers moans inspired

By my vengeful soldier

She presses up

Begs with strong hips

For smooth moments

And rough movements

This is our perfect

Violence

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