Staring is the scent of seduction up here in this room.
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The candle flame licks her lips that somehow seem to swell
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and she takes a deep breath again. Iridescent white light.
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A bone chill wind moves up the point of penetration up here in this room.
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The candle flame licks her lips that somehow seem to swell
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and she takes a deep breath again.
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The doors won't stop closing I'm being sucked in.
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I can't see anything, I'm seeing things again.
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Iridescent White Light
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