For we are blind until we find the truth!
In the throes of life,
From glyph to analogous!
But, can you tell me the colour of love?
Nice and freely,
Wet and slippery,
Joyful and lovely,
And from cytology to testosterone!
But i am tempered with the same sense of humanity.

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