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| The Plunge From Pleasure |
Falling
Falling
Falling from the source
The singularity
The moment
To bunny slopes
Hopping down the bunny slopes
Sliding sliding
Bored boring
I’ve tasted the height
at the pinnacle of pleasure
And all else is bland and petty
And is on a completely different level
Exponentially less intense
Not worth the trouble
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