Swim towards her in an excess of imagination
The enchantment of her strangeness
Dank thoughts to breed fancies
Little dark echoes slowly intense
Almost unnatural
So what do you think I think there
Is no end to what has been started
Unique of her kind may I see the day
No man can resist her
Sideways shadow

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memory documentation and manipulation
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