Perhaps there are words too passionate to say or write down or maybe the words haven’t been invented or what if they were once spoken by some ancient tongue and the very scandal of utterance ended the language that caused quakes and shudders to rip through the body and the eyes to roll back in an ecstatic tremor.
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