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Hopeless they come, they go, a glimpse of what may never be shrugs off hope it's not for one to choose hope against hope betrays ones focus hotness comes upon broken AC trivial matters, all that remains dead to life, shade upon shade never the same

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Paradigm of Virtue? part 1

Writing on unspoken, unacted on kinks, desires, wishes, experiences.  I am amazed I am so centered and self-aware, rather than a mushy ball of repressed anger, then again...my inner child may be just that. I think not. I have experienced glimpses of sexuality, though having never been, truly, desired, I don't understand the whole bullshit … Continue reading Paradigm of Virtue? part 1