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| I shall seek you & find you . . . I shall take you to bed & have my way with you . . . I will make you ache, shake & sweat until you moan & groan. I will make you beg for mercy . . . beg for me to stop. I will exhaust you to the point that you will be releived when I'm finished with you. And you will be weak for days . . . . . . . . . . All my love . . . The Flu . . . .
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