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Prey

I feel the heat of the sun as the wind carry the scent of danger...
our eyes meet but its too late...
I am allready between your reach...
as you aproach to me I feel your gaze on every inch of my body.
You move your ebony beauty trought the floor and sit next to me...
ohh my savannah huntress what will you left of me afther you devour me.
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