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Confession(s) Oh how I've loved the maidens dressed as if they were to be blessed by the Virgin Mary in the flesh. And how I've loved that winsome sound Of cotton dress falling down and the soiling of what was fresh. I’ve loved the way they gently fight carnal feelings of delight; knowing full well they will surrender. Not to the wiles and ways of men but to the woman held within, of which no man is a contender. |
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