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| | Venus in Furs (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-10-11) |
 | | Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather whiplash girlchild in the dark Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Downy sins of streetlight fancies chase the costumes she shall wear Ermine furs adorn imperious Severin, Severin awaits you there |
 | | I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me different colors made of tears |
 | | Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather whiplash girlchild in the dark Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart |
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