An Intrinsic Exquisite |
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perhaps reality acts through imagination
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she plopped her butt, what she considered her considerable butt "Oh, God," she thought," I am always Titania, in love with an ass." "Couldn't I once, just once wake up to face a man?" her mind slid down that slippery slope: she slid her head completely under the water and began to sing, "Oh lover man, oh where can you be?" bubble, bubble, bubble |
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