Through frighten woods of dark webs of shadows turning counter-clockwise into an abyss of poetic stagnation of soothsayers and their gyrations Dancing into the moonlight with lollipops and mushroom caps and little oak shavers of acorns as our love of nature swelled As the whisper of the wind's crisper chill my prickly flesh coat warming to your thighs of my sensual host To dispell
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