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A love above all

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A love above all- A poem from Ryan to Edgar

Every morning I look down and see you there; In your chambers people think to be full of despair

Freeing you will do no good; For you are already free which is not understood

Our love is something that people can not grasp; Sometimes people even gasp

But what really matters is my dick shoved inside your soon-to-be pregnant cow ass.

~The End~