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Tonight we are restless, reflective the naked photos no longer feed our dreams ...reality even the ones of heels and toes that secret mania nurtured since childhood finally put to sleep? in a steady testosterone drip down the years indulgence in a pleasure we'd never shout out loud expose to unpolluted sons Dare we turn again to love? for fear barefoot reality rewakening the dreams © 1993 Chris Sorrenti
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