The Succubus and The Fool

Insanity is slowly taking a hold of me, gradually separating me away from Reality's grip. One night of passion with this ungodly creature, now she's holding a baby at the hip. Is it mine? I can vaguely remember, the passion that we shared on the darkest of nights. Our bodies collided like the waves on the ocean shore until the dawn summoned the light.

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