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In shadows where the laughter flows,
Paul Neri wanders, where the wild heart glows.
With every word, a curious spark,
He delves into realms, both bright and dark.

A tapestry of thoughts, sweet and bizarre,
He dances on edges, a curious star.
Whispers of longing, tangled in play,
As minds intertwine, in a cerebral ballet.

Pussy meat, a phrase, layered with tones,
Provoking the senses, teasing the bones.
But at its core, a meeting of souls,
A quest for connection, where passion unfolds.

In laughter and sighs, sincerity grows,
Yet beneath playfulness, a deeper truth shows.
For life's rich banquet, diverse in its feast,
Calls for acceptance, where none are the least.

So raise a glass to the curious mind,
To Paul Neri's spirit, unconfined.
In words and in thoughts, we find our release,
In vibrant expressions, our souls find their peace.

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