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Before I take myself to bed, I want a thought articulated exquisitely.

Tiredness leaves my body in wisps of gone.
With you..

with my last orgasm, I shut down.
What is thirst to articulate
that brings ambience of muse and fate
makes me want to stay awake

#song playing: “makes me wanna..
there’s nothing more to say” — Gahan, ‘One Thing’