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Yesterday’s Sake

With the haunting decadent kiss debauchery’s
fragrant crescendo’s rapture whispering the dark’s
indigo of pleasures through the pane of shadows as
seen through the orgies of undies poetically charmed
of the vegan’s tofu stripped lashed bound with silk in
tied dyed memories of yesterday’s sake

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