1.7
We have grown conscious of every cruel movement. How the
machines sweep across the fields calling out to the faithful, telling them that
there is peace in the end. They fall into the arms of the gods and are crushed
by jealousy and deceit. They leaped out from between her legs. At first she was
amazed almost frightened by the possibilities, but soon she grew accustomed to
such strangeness. She imagined herself being beaten flatter and flatter with
each stroke. She thought she would spread out across the world and cover the
earth with her nakedness. I admired her solid sloping thighs. I knew I could be
friends with her body.
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