Once upon a deep dark, and stormy

night of the Soul...

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there came a faint whisper... of a giggle

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A shiver coursed through bone, then a tremble 

and finally, a core Shaking moan 

Broke

spilling out and washing over

and over... and over

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In the now damp black earth of crushed shadow work,

a new kind of deep belly rumble

Cracked, 

one hand shot Out, up, then a leg, and with a bit more squirming

She was able to Dig

In and out went their limbs, kicking and punching

 the cold dense dirt

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His heart body blinked mud crusted eyes

while tossing and turning to a dawning wakefullness

then a little soft sound beginning to grow in them

a hummsy kind of Song

that grew and grew so Strong

 

it Inspired

a little booty dance...

and that was that...

 

Their deepest blackest night

burst into flames of Gold all around, 

bright golden lights,

dancing with me,

 

then I saw them,

the other shadow dancers

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and they called in, warmly

 

"We were never really truly alone...

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Shall We?"

 

 

and we did

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