Bondage

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If there is a task which my heart enjoys in so a tremendous Platonic manner , it is the fact of naught except bumping your name to all the microscopic tissues inhibiting my frail body. I by such sacred circulation live if not utterly exist. You and I now are so bound by blood. Between us a bond so well exhibiting the  prowess of an intense feeling of deep affection and warm lingering. From nowhere I send thee a futile kiss to caress and ease my pain lest you remember how all that you made me  pass through in the course of loving you is so destructive and enormously ruining to my harmonious collectiveness that you earnestly and alone maintained through being together.

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