You're a demon I can't find on the internet.
Or in the books I pile high
Trying to learn something.
I can't find you anywhere.
Not in any table of contents.
But I try.
Because you're what I want
And I have to find it.
The sinner like me.
The sodomite who makes it hard to breathe.
Debauchery brought forth by my beautiful epicene.
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