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Like a glistening yellow embankment, my slippery soul desires you. Oh how I yearn for your passionate embrace. I am your servent of aureate love. Without you, I am cadaver-like, with a stapled frown. My home without you is a cold, dank coffin. A simple bibbed, pink dress with frilly lace and a delicate petticoat is like my love for you. I have glitter in my stomach. You are my summer peach--succulent, tangy, slobbery, delicious. Please, I must be your lover. I think about you constantly. Sleep is a distant past time. I see none of it when I am without you. I am like a blue desolate star in the firmament of solitude. Join me in my lover's slumber. Forever. With you. My love.
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