Unnatural

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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