Monday, October 26, 2009

Decryption

Tasty morsels. So fresh, so filling. I clean the bones dry, devour even the fat. For i wish to not waste my beautiful delight. Mmmmmmm how sweet. Even better with the juices. I love the juices. When they flow, i sip them. Oh how i long for fresh juice. It is all that quenches my thirst. To feel it run past my lips, over my tongue and trickle down into my throat. This is my freedom.

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