Inside of a wrinkle at the top of your head, remains a cottage with a four poster bed to which you are bound by a love more cruel than chains. Don’t fight anymore, attempt to explain reverence to the philistines who plot a rescue from what they have labeled forbidden, obscene and antithetical to your freedom though the bed and the captor originat…
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