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Cast our own stone
in slumber to holy vesture –- worn upon sleeves, vanish’d from sin for all our moons. To see the wizard maiden, hear the pow’r of sound come to tremble, to tingle the essence of polar rays magnetized -- among the valleys of us where our sun shines in deeper breath. |
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she held steadfast, awaiting, the awe of You.
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Grins and tiptoes out.....
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she held steadfast, awaiting, the awe of You. thank you kat thanks wench |
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