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Climber of Mountains
Call me caring, call me friend But never that we should be alone Unless it's on the phone. When you seem to need attention I am attentive to your needs Fancy my presence, fancy my agony You heave and seem to beckon, call My call buttons - you push them all. When my rogue stares revel, fascinated You pretend it's scamp perversion So, call me however you will From arm's length or sweaty dream. Equally I bow in reverence to Your majesty, your majesty
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