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I am thick with sweat from her, I am caught in her summer storms, her lightning hits me every time. Her arms cross me like roots, I am caught, underneath for a thousand years, she never dies. I cannot move, I cannot lie, all I say is open under the naked light of her gaze. I run free, and yet, she hunts me down...she slashes my skin, punctures my belly, gashes my soul open, I bleed for her, each single time. I lie under her, a slaughtered beast, my fur and heart ripped from me. She delves in, time and time again.
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