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A splash, albeit an expected one,
turquoise and amber rippling outwards.
Seraph, wears dark and light shades
while clothes are getting torn for
a few quiet men, all gifted but despised.
Divinity, completely undressed
ruefully deploys her full frontal form
to pacify an eager, angry mob.
Once! They labelled her as a cradling slut!
She whimpers until her innermost
folds, are lapped by hungry tongues.
A shudder of her twitching form
to rally a chant from the gifted, quiet few,
slung in a twisted heap by the open door
like a pair of wet stockings
that clung to the curves of her legs.
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