Wish I could say it was made on a whim;

Though it didn't emerge from deep within,

With words never spoken, the thoughts streamed

From the deepest corners in which I'd dreamed

Of how, maybe, I could for once feel

That this part of my life would finally be ideal.

I implore you now, to take certain heed

That as the saying goes, indeed -

When you wish for your skin-deep desires

You better prepare for veangeful fires...

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