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  1. The Essence

    To be mine.

    In the summer I craved your hand to be mine and I duly wed holding down our midst of nonconsensual thread, sown in my uttered and most earnest desires. though your hand still refuses mine, I still have an unextinguished, untamable fire. I, with my web, wish to hold you in time. I shan't be so...
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