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			<title>Equipped With Sin</title>
			<description>Equipped with sinshe danced along the edge of his dreamHer nuancesEssenceClaimed his sensesShattered his resistanceHer twirls and stareA whip of her hairTransfixedHer pursed lipsAnd primal glareEchoed a calling ofThe AgesElectric AngelTemptressSeductress andTrollopW..</description>
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			<title>I Knew Not The Danger</title>
			<description>I bit the nightshade.Drank the hemlock.I knew not the danger.I smelled the sweet smoke of words.I fell into the deepest of sleeps.I came until daylight summoned.And still I touched the forbidden fruit.I could not resist the shimmer.I sliced it open.I saw the black seeds.I licked ..</description>
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			<title>Entre Nous</title>
			<description>I submit my poetry to cadence.Allow it its rhythmIts shineI submit my wordsto youAnd drape them in shame.I will alwaysleave these wordsas sand marks timeAs tide, the moonAs I, to youI sell these wordsI sing these songsI call to you andherald the spaces betweenThe spaces..</description>
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			<title>So Often Taken</title>
			<description>Her stone, jeweled heart.Her hardened ears.Her guarded gaze.Her eyes for the world.Her will for justice.Her fear of iniquity.Her desires never match the will.Of others who would take from herWithout replacing.Or to pay forward what isSo often taken.She still loves this world...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2101973/</link>
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			<title>To Shape My Sculpture Shall I</title>
			<description>To shape my Sculptureshall I.Begun with her spark within,Seize it.Place it on bench.Pull the spark widerKnead it.Grind thumbs that carry aged knowledgeinto.Taken tools to handTo shape my Sculptureshall I.Chisel her shellcarefully not to crackbut to unfoldas to leave int..</description>
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			<title>And Quenched Be They</title>
			<description>In shimmering darkness andSilver silky moonbeamsIn the heralding of sin' s delightHis beckoningCalled her soul.She ran to HimPleading for requiteTo still her weary winds of restlessnessAnd cradle her shattered fabricTo touch her deepest desiresAnd deliver her shamelessAnd depra..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2101971/</link>
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			<title>Brought From Darkness</title>
			<description>He shattered her with his stillnessCaptivated her using his eyesLeft her naked in dawn's sunThen clothed her with sinEnraptured EnthralledCaptured CalledTaken to heightsAllowed her depthsBrought from darknessShe fixed her gazePlease, Sir.She said.Please.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2101970/</link>
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			<title>I Want What The Earth Wants</title>
			<description>I want what the Earth wants.The tug of the Moon.The gaze of the Stars.The scent of Comet tails.The crash of Asteroids.I want what the Earth wants.To cool in a vacuum of expanse.To rise and setto a masterful timepiece.I want what the Earth wants.Being free of that which sears Her...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2101800/</link>
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			<title>The Covalent Bond</title>
			<description>The covalent bondHer atomsbind his electronsto her.His, attracted helplessly.As moth to flameFish to waterDeath to life.Her food. His consumption.Bound to eachBound is she alone.Bindings her sweet relief.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2101799/</link>
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			<title>Used</title>
			<description>Shrillness of screamsDeafening silenceSeared skinSanguine tearsShameless capitulationAdmirationSubmissionSilver stars in her eyesEndorphin energyShe sniffled and sobbedMore, Daddy, moreI'm your w***eMark this momentMark me, DaddyMy soul, I lay bareBared, shackled, expos..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2101798/</link>
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			<title>I Quake In Your Hands</title>
			<description>**EROTICA**
Contains Graphic Language and Themes</description>
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			<title>Coursing Through Her</title>
			<description>Coursing through herHer bloodHer femininityCoursing through herSweat, tears, stings.Coursing through herStrengthResolveServiceCoursing through herArtRomanceLustCoursing through herSexualitySensuous desireCoursing through herResilienceSilenceScreamsSobsLament..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2100643/</link>
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			<title>The Ripple Back</title>
			<description>Shattered seasSilken windsSkin upon skinScattered ghostsSated hungerBreeze of angel's wings flutterSailingOn stream of willSeas are stillWind as quiet as broken silenceResounding silenceUntilMarriage of beachtoseaUnionof youto meThe lap of waterto it's edge..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2100640/</link>
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			<title>Ayla</title>
			<description>Ayla LittlebirdFlapped her wings awake,the warm breeze renewingher rachis.Ayla LittlebirdBreathed through her beakAnd tasted earth, and day's de`jeuner.Ayla Littlebirddug her tiny talons in the foot of her nest,sprung her bended kneesAnd unfurled her wings.FlightAyla Little..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2100638/</link>
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			<title>She Slams It Back Down</title>
			<description>She crushes stars whenShe speaksShe alters orbitsAnd her breathIs the wind.She settles warsWithinShe holds torchesShe lays down gauntletsShe sets afire my soulShe lifts her veilShe slams it back downGlaringStays within herself.She stays here.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2100637/</link>
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			<title>Permanent Nap</title>
			<description>**This piece contains themes of suicide**</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2095874/</link>
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			<title>A Certain Hour</title>
			<description>Just give me a nightWhen the beast rests ladenGive me a nightWhenJust give me a nightWhereJust give me this nightHereJust give me this nightNowJust give me this nightTomorrowJust give me this nightForever</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2095871/</link>
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			<title>Her Essence</title>
			<description>Her essence shimmers in smokeRisingHer essence wafts in heat wavesHer essence shatters youWith songHer essence wills you to possess herHer essence allows you herFireHer fire allows you touch herAnd burnAnd touch her again.Her essence glimmersHer essence gleamsHer essence gr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2094311/</link>
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			<title>I Wanted To Wait</title>
			<description>I wanted to wait untilthe world stood stillto love you.I had to wait untilthe stars dimmed.I wanted to wait until seasturned to deserts.My love burns still.I wanted to wait until myshattered mind couldlet you love mein the darkandthe night.I wanted to wait until you kisse..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2094309/</link>
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			<title>Allow Echo's Fade</title>
			<description>CarveYourSoulIn the darknessSliceThroughMySoulAnd rip the words from my mouthSplatter them on ancient rockAnd place them on the seasprayHear and allow echoAllow echo's fade.Eat themConsume themAllow they nutrifyKnow themThese words ripped from my mouthResound in t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2094308/</link>
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			<title>How</title>
			<description>How did the world crash around us?How did its orbit adjust?How did the rain dry?How did snow fall unevenly?How can I still cry?How are you dead?Why?How did you touch us?How did you try?How are you feeling today?Is it dark?Is it light?How deeply did you love us?I ask in vain..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2094306/</link>
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			<title>For The Earth Is A Maiden</title>
			<description>Nothing of this Earth or SkyIs made of men.Nothing of such beautyNothing of such power.For the Earth is a Maiden.The Sky, Her soul.The clouds, Her softness.The stars, Her Lovers, remembered.The thunder, Her Primal Call.The rain, Her tears.The floods, Her assurance of Her Power...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2092305/</link>
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			<title>Seriously Slipping Away</title>
			<description>It began with the scent in the air.Burning wood.The scent sent her hands to her c**t.Silently slippingSensuous slideSeriously slipping awayCigarettes and marijuana.His hands through her sweatsUnderneathHer breathOver her bra and in her soulSeriously slipping awayHissing her s..</description>
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			<title>Rapture</title>
			<description>RaptureWave of wealthWilling wildsWillfulRaptureCarnal cravingsCaged and unboundRaptureAbundance AllowanceRaptureSinRaptureCadence callPrimalBarkingEchoing in the airSinRaptureAgain in the nightAnd over againRaptureTonight</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2092298/</link>
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			<title>Two</title>
			<description>Her only way outHer only way to feelHer only respiteHer only way to flyIs on her knees at His feetHer only way to serveHer only way to loveSubmissionHer MasterHer DaddyHis SlaveHis KittenHis FucktoyIn service to HimHis whimHis desiresHer only way to know safetyIs in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2092296/</link>
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			<title>You Know I Belong</title>
			<description>Inside you.Inside the walls.Inside your skin.Inside your mind.Inside your c**tmoutha*sInside the showbehind the scenes.Over the top of youInside your dreams.Inside the girlPossessing the Woman.Inside your heart.Inside your soul.Inside that is all of you.Inside your se..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2092290/</link>
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			<title>Invocation</title>
			<description>**Contains Mature Subject Matter**</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2092206/</link>
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			<title>Her Desire</title>
			<description>**Contains Mature Themes</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2091391/</link>
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			<title>The Mulberry Bush</title>
			<description>To the mulberry bush she wentBehind the bushto hideFollowing that scent of fallen berries.To smell the berriesIndulge her desires.Behind the mulberry bushTo smile and lie.To touch herself andPlungeShe lie the folded garbage bag out upon the ground'neath the cover of the mulberr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2091389/</link>
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			<title>Taste</title>
			<description>I tasted her.She smelled of musk and cotton.She tasted of hay, dirt, and loss.I tasted her.She tasted of wasted timeof shattered dreamsof spilled wine.I tasted the shame.I tasted the guilt.I tasted the children she bore.I tasted every grain of saltin every wound she suffered, e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2091388/</link>
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			<title>Blood</title>
			<description>**Contains Mature Language**</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2091386/</link>
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			<title>Fulfillment</title>
			<description>**Contains Mature Themes and Language**</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2091384/</link>
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			<title>Lacrymose Lament</title>
			<description>These tears, a titheto our love that once was,a payment of pain.This lacrymose lamentan offering of longing.These tears come fallingIn agony, bawling.On knees, I beg your stead.This weary heart beats for your touch.This weary mind plays our cinematicromance on loop.My weary sou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2088249/</link>
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			<title>Black And White Film</title>
			<description>**Contains Explicit Language**
**Contains Mature Subject Matter**
**Parental Guidance Is Advised**</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2088248/</link>
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			<title>Claimant Of Desire</title>
			<description>**EROTICA**</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2088247/</link>
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			<title>Stolen</title>
			<description>To ease this boyTo swerve this occurrenceTo lie waste where beauty once lieTo lift spiritTo catch the criminalwho stole our darkness and light.And hold in contemptthief of light.Wills bent, this savage pilferersidles silently near.His scent of singed hairand burned skinremind..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2081534/</link>
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			<title>Not Before I've Taken Mine</title>
			<description>**EROTICA**
Contains Mature Subject Matter</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2081532/</link>
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			<title>My Prison</title>
			<description>Did the time you tasted me tell youto savor me?Did the time your teeth met my fleshtell you to eat as a starving stray?Did the time your lips met minetell you to leave everything behindand rush to my side, to my aid, to serviceof me?Did the time you looked into my eyesleave you bre..</description>
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			<title>So, Tell Me</title>
			<description>Did you type through tears today?Did you type the wordsyou really wanted to say?Was your heart in the meaning behind them,within them?Did the words you typed encapsulatehow you truly feel?Are those words true, succinct?You typed those words while in a particularemotion, or headspac..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2081528/</link>
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			<title>How</title>
			<description>How to burnand be like nightHow to shineand be as dark as blackHow to breatheand lie in fearHow to loveand be distant as starsHow to careand leave wounds bleedHow to runand wander aimlesslyHow to preachand remain voicelessHow to cryand turn blind eyeHow to seekand d..</description>
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			<title>A Vast Radiant Beach</title>
			<description>Waveless wonders where will once wasA soulless man standsWhere the sea meets the beachThe dried hardened sands and the cracks of it allWhilst whittled driftwoodTells tales and marks timeWhilst stars blanket the moonless skyThe dry, dry beach beneath his feetIn darkness he standsAnd..</description>
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			<title>The Doorstep Of Your Dreams</title>
			<description>Hey, girl.Put your hand in mine.I'll show you this place that I know.It contains the stuff of your dreams and mine,those things we spoke of on endless nights,when we were so far away from each other,but so close I could smell your body lotion throughthe phone.This place has wondrous ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2080994/</link>
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			<title>Orbits</title>
			<description>The moon's skin peeled back.The sun's relentless furyburned her soul.A faltered, then fallen orbit.No gift, no kiss goodbye.Left in vastness' vacuum.The moon asked long ago for reprieve.Ungranted.The days and the nightsThe nights and the daze.The moon asked the other stars a ques..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2075354/</link>
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			<title>Hot Lips</title>
			<description>Lips like flamesKissed mine.Kissed my mind.Kissed my soul.Kissed my heart.The amazing heatburned from my skullto toes.Yes. It burned.Torch aloft, burning.Singeing.I swear I smelled those hairs burning.Those lips of fiery lust,of heated trustcaressed mine so softly,so sw..</description>
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			<title>Nocturne</title>
			<description>Lonely is the night.Its ageless, nameless darkness envelopes.Chasms of endless nocturne.Darkness, like satin washes over a weary heart.Into an embattled horizon of storms,swirling and churningLightning in the far vastness, crackles and severs.Bats click, crickets drone.Each, a song t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2075351/</link>
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			<title>Her Silken Gown</title>
			<description>The ashes of a silken gownin a dream, so vividleft burninglie on this ancient floor.Her silken gown had puddled at her feet.It's feel as it fell,exquisitely liquid.Fallen as she surrendered,her silken gown tickled her instep.She flicked it awayand wrapped her arms aroundhis bro..</description>
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			<title>Her Secret Garden</title>
			<description>I entered her secret garden to touch, taste, and smell.To revel in color's wonders, wares, and wiles.Her secret garden called my name in whispered yells.She opened it to me.Allowed me inside.Told me to delight in all its shine.To touch the new blooms that I had cultivated.To water the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carson_Kramer/2073373/</link>
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			<title>I Dropped My Shield</title>
			<description>On that journeyhad she felled me.I let my shield slightly drop in error,and paid the price.She seized the openingand struck with unarming precision.Her quickness, a thing of beguiling,surprising wonderment.My heart pierced, hemorrhaging.The warmth of my blood cascadesdown my ches..</description>
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			<title>Light Knows Us</title>
			<description>The tilted moonfronts ragged starsThe light takes its time.Time to reach us,its time to wash upon.On our gillsOn our light breathing lungs.Upon, and into our eyesas chasms of crystalline depthsThe journey of lightto groundand back to heavens as heat.The silvery waves that dan..</description>
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			<title>Hancock Harlot: The Granted Gaze</title>
			<description>CapturedEnrapturedTransfixedThe Gaelic Goddess hasGranted her gaze.I stand in stunned wealth.Held in arms so gentleRegarded by a heart so guardedly givenImmensely proudHer glance is the precious giftSaved for only a worthy rogueHer hazel windows are willingand transparent.T..</description>
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