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Climbing a Rope

Harakiri

Climbing a rope
when I was eleven
Getting higher and higher
until I reached heaven

Surprised by the pleasant tickling
inside of me
The patch of fog
The weakness in my knee

Then suddenly
A big explosion of light
The awareness of my wings
who brought me into
a starry night

It turned out to be
my favourite state of mind

So glad I discovered this trick
I'll never ever forget
my first orgasm in public

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