take me break me don't forsake me wake me nothing else but you can slake me
you opened this flood my blood transfixed you inspire indescreet desire my fiery boat through the river styx
Bound and burned your soul has yearned nothing more than finding someone else to do the binding
touch fantastic penetrate pyroclastic
through you, through me through time and space
"Banish the word 'struggle' from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration. We are the ones we have been waiting for." — Hopi elders
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