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| What a melodious thought, that you are able to wring pleasure from the mere image of Me and My humble projections. If only I could, at this very moment, conduct you to bliss with a skillful touch both gentle and deliberate, and direct you to a crescendo with the furious motion of My baton, to see in your eyes the blaze of the energy I impart to you, and to hear the music of your ecstasy... My melody, in your key. |
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