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By recluse Date: 2002 Jul 07 Comment on this Work [[2002.07.07.21.11.6785]] |
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touché lava tis a goodly word to spew forth from hidden lakes of seething fire stroking nerves to blistering life trailing streams of molten light breathing chambers of earthen might melting slow pools from silken flesh... but yet simple words with which to work stroking soft these nerves that read touching places.... now that we know... follow to what i would wish in my deepest desire or should i halt never to write more? |