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Random First Lines:A story using the poem man hunt as a stimulus » Read
You are the shadow that binds me to you. Hovering, waiting, piercing me with your soulful gaze. I am beyond tempted. I am mad with an emptiness that you created so that only you could fill it. Cruel world. Why won't you let us be? Mean love that you give but we can't take.
To love and...