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Union Enraged Whispering in a soft
Sultry voice, her eye's
Said come to me
When their bodies meet
For the first time a shy
Passion flamed
In time their blessed
Union turned, raging
Out of control, burning
Each to their very souls
It was not one but two
Which have been scared
For eternity
G.L. Buchanan
07/09/2007
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