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Aggress! Aggress!

There is one place 

A place I see

A place I always end up

I am not a child or a house wife

I am a woman from the rib perhaps

Of goddess divine for sure

Gaiana feels me, feeds me, reminds me of my duty

There is only one place

one place I will never go

You can't retreat, you can't believe 

You are flawed

You are open

I am numb

Oh how!

I am tingly, cringing, writhing!

Sweet! SWEET! Oh!

Forgive me in my absent mind

As I return back to that place

Back inside.

F*ck.

 

 

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