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The staff of power
Radiating a bliss shower
Rapturises our form
With purring currents warm
Whilst we as a recipient
Partake of joy in excitement
Each nuance within few
As it’s ignition renews
No flaw we may detect
In our divine connect
Optimised for us alone
Of ecstasy only we own
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The Self has no attribute
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