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If you have a moment to spare
Ten seconds to freely subtract
From life's soft and precious clock
Let me relate to you in my humble words
The anatomy of my personal Hell
And I promise you I'll aim to make it short:
Every lucid little detail in motion
This without stop: An eternity of want
A forced vision of absolute clarity
Hearing, sensing, feeling the warmth
The breath, the moaning, the groaning
The yearning, all the sweetest sounds
Of fiery love consummated in the flesh
Forever beyond my reach, beyond my grasp
Yet right there in front of me to see and see;
For me to watch
And never to touch
For me to watch
And never to touch
For me to watch
And never to touch
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"Jeg bliver aldrig den store stripper/men mindre kan vel også gøre det"
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