Scriber's Night Game: Love Like Sex, or, It's Magic...

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Friday, April 14, 2006

Love Like Sex, or, It's Magic...

Time passes quickly as minutes add most surely wear onto the years deteriorating body. It is thus his tired mind turns in line with earlier actions, and thinks of coming rest he badly needs. Past two in the morning and as most men must store energy, for work doth come on morrow. Now tired from extra... Sign in to see full entry.

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