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Treasure
Like a boy she arrived, her body
her language, her strokes, her lust
She or He, in a minute she speaks
withering out is a disease
I and my lust, speaks within
am I or are you, coward who!
staring at the clock, tumbling on top
struggling with...
her language, her strokes, her lust
She or He, in a minute she speaks
withering out is a disease
I and my lust, speaks within
am I or are you, coward who!
staring at the clock, tumbling on top
struggling with...
