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50 Words of LustLustfully, I stare on; drool leaking from my mouth.
Your sweet scent fills my nostrils, your glorious beauty inhabits my soul.
My heart urges me to make the jump, my tongue to explore your taste.
I step forward hazardously. Should I? Would I? Dare I?
'Steak. Beautiful, beautiful steak'
Yummy.

The Doctor and MeHe called again; "Run!" he said
I can still remember the day I met the Doctor; a day I never wish to forget. I remember how, on what started out as a normal day of school, a strange cloud formation appeared above my head in the yard. A large, spontaneous array of clouds, spat purples, greens, reds and blues at us. I remember feeling the electricity in the air, the high voltages crashing organic life to ruins. I remember watching as trees, plants, people disappeared before my eyes.
And of course, I remember the Doctor.
He fell through the cloud formation. He fell from the atmosphere above, bathed in the strange lights of the storm. He
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