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got this lady legs on which om texting and she probably care less about my sentimentessing for the child asleep in the room very next has assumed as she should then rule of our nestled snugly inside herbswaddle straight jacket each sound she makes stirs me im ready for action for too long far too long has she slept as i wake ive a feeling short lived is this wake in this place paranoia deep stabbing into the heart through the gut that the sleeper will wake and throw the world into fuss hall smells awfully load from my last vistiation guarding calms in the storm surely things get real dicy im poised to retreat when she stirs from that slumber no doubt roused by the fart creating impressive baby made thunders