Sweat and hands and passion shape an uncarved block * in his name; his reputation ensured by your devotion. * Each success bruising her affection. Each denial inflaming her desire. * Each stroke carving a future punctuated by unheard screams. * For who would believe this frail woman capable of such wonders?
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Sweat and hands and passion
shape an uncarved block
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