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Cast a Thought
close your curtains, sigh, weary of the world "what else is there to do?" you wonder and sneak a quick peek with baited line you cast your idea & I swallow the hook now all the discontentment, futility, and resentment that you feel - you can take it out on me, because I love you and if your feelings are a sin then dammit I deserve your punishment too.
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