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Do not hide your face from meLet your light touch meDearly belovedHear unto my pleaLet not any barrierCome betwixt usMay we beForever entwinedTill the celestial bodiesTurn to dust and ashMay our hearts’ tantric enigmaBe a fire that surpasses all blissMay hell’s heat paleWhen compared to ourSplendor Justin Ratcliff is aContinue Reading

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I hate myself for showing up to work. What a waste. I’ve danced four sets for worse than no one, just those who return my failing attempts at sensuality with a dehumanizing stare. I’m continually reminding myself that it’s not my fault that I’m not making money. Not helping though.Continue Reading