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Save me. I bleed at bloodless sites torn open where there's no skin or flesh. Attacked by every front, tempting wicked games laying weak as a dying prey. Save me for I want to fall in other arms that call, be lost in them and more taste loves I can't compare to most. …Read more Prayer for tempting times
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