It follows the intention, we're not greater than divine law, it’s unfortunate, the natural inclination, to yearn for what we can’t have, sometimes, it’s best to just accept it, life as it is, and settle, for your lovely cousin, who knows, maybe you can’t do better than him, I've always wanted it, a normal life, boring, predictable, a career boy, happy, with the way it is, I'd get married, have kids, there would be nothing, out of the ordinary, but life is just weird, your cousin’s eyes are lingering too long, on your ass, on your chest, should you show a little more skin, is this something you can ignore, or does the thought of it excite, your mind wanders, to beautiful dreams, you have to see your boss in his office, is this skirt too short, maybe loosen a few buttons, of course he won’t really do it, but he might, stray a little too close, and what do you know, you've crossed the line, walk by the river, and your feet will get wet, it’s natural, it’s fate, we’re doomed to be stained, is it raining?

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