Temptation that entices, elusive
The forbidden fruit that is too good to refuse,
Growing in the Garden to test us;
Eve was the first one, she couldn’t ignore.
Adam followed close behind,
His curiosity was hard to hide,
The fruit looked so sweet, no one could deny.
Once taken, the feeling was more than divine
A taste like no other so daring and kind
But soon their innocence was gone –
The forbidden fruit had won.
From that point on humanity was stained
And we all felt the hurt and pain,
The taste of freedom slowly erasing.
But deep down inside, the craving for
uncharted waters remains,
One taste of the forbidden fruit will show us life’s secret gain;
An emotion too exquisite and hard to explain.
Tag: temptation
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The forbidden fruit
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Ice Cream Cone
You tempt me with your icy treat,
A culinary masterpiece,
A frozen symphony so sweet,
A frozen symphony that won’t last.
You hold it with such tantalizing ease,
Your tongue caressing the frosty cone,
A slow and sensual tease,
A tease that leaves my heart aglow.
Your lips gently part,
Enclosing the creamy mound,
A seductive art,
A seductive art that makes me swoon.
The smile on your face,
The gleam in your eye,
A siren’s grace,
A siren’s grace that I can’t deny.
You convince me to indulge,
To succumb to my desire,
To take a bite of your frozen bulge,
To set my taste buds on fire.
I take a lick, and my senses ignite,
The cream so smooth and cold,
A delectable delight,
A delight that I can’t hold.
But alas, the cream begins to melt,
Drip by drip, it falls to the ground,
My bliss begins to pelt,
A lesson learned, profound.
So thank you for the object lesson,
For teaching me to savor the moment,
For showing me the beauty of a frozen cone,
Even though it’s fleeting and gone.
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Prisoner of Desire
I am a prisoner of desire, my passion runs deep,
My longing for you, is something I can’t keep.
The temptation is strong, to give in and let go,
But I know I must be patient, and let the feelings grow.
Restraint is not easy, when the heart wants what it wants,
But I know that true love, is more than just a taunt.
I’ll wait for the right time, when everything is in sync,
And our love will be free, with no need for a link.
I am a prisoner of desire, but I won’t let it control me,
I’ll use it as a guide, to find the love that’s meant to be.
The key to my freedom, is patience and understanding,
And when the time is right, our love will be outstanding.
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The Law of Karma
Karma isn’t equal,
It’s not a simple sequel,
Of good or bad deeds,
That one does or misleads.
It’s a complex force,
That steers life’s course,
A balance of energy,
That shapes one’s destiny.
What you give, you receive,
Is what many believe,
But the truth is deeper,
And sometimes much steeper.
The law of karma is just,
But it’s not always a must,
For life is full of surprises,
And fate often improvises.
So do good without expectation,
And avoid negative temptation,
For the law of karma will prevail,
And your soul will surely unveil.
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Lust Running In My Blood
Fiery desire, an insatiable urge,
The mere thought of you makes my heart surge,
With passion so hot, and hunger so deep,
I surrender to temptation, as your touch I seek.Pleasure and pain, they intertwine,
As your hands explore, and your fingers entwine,
My body, my soul, I give in to your lust,
As we become one, giving in to our trust.
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Humans and Sugarcoated Dewdrops of Poison
Humans, heed the hidden hazards,
Sugarcoated dewdrops of poison,
Subtle seduction, sinister substances,
Sweetness masking the severity.Beware the beguiling beauty,
Deceiving droplets of death,
Delicate, dangerous, deadly,
Deceptive decoys to your demise.Temptation’s tantalizing trickery,
Luring the unsuspecting prey,
A fatal flaw, a fiery fate,
The price you pay for pleasure.
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Hong Kong Red Light Streets
Hong Kong Red Light Streets
In Hong Kong’s red light streets, the night comes alive,
A world of temptation, that’s hard to survive,
The neon lights, they flicker, with a seductive glow,
A place of pleasure, that’s hard to let go.The women, they stand, in their sultry attire,
A vision of beauty, that’s hard to acquire,
Their eyes, they sparkle, with a dangerous flame,
A world of secrets, that’s hard to tame.The men, they come, with a hunger so deep,
A desire for pleasure, that’s hard to keep,
Their hearts, they race, with a primal need,
A world of pleasure, that’s hard to concede.But behind the glamour, lies a story so sad,
A world of exploitation, that’s hard to fathom,
The women, they’re trapped, in a cycle so cruel,
A world of pain, that’s hard to overrule.In Hong Kong’s red light streets, the night comes alive,
A world of temptation, that’s hard to survive,
But behind the facade, lies a story so dark,
A world of sorrow, that’s hard to embark.
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Her Skin Glowed Under the Moonlight
Her Skin Glowed Under the Moonlight
As her skin glowed under the moonlight, a sight so pure,
A beauty so divine, a body that could allure.
The curves and the contours, a work of art,
A vision so captivating, it stole my heart.The way she moved and swayed, a seductive dance,
A spell she cast, with just a single glance.
Her scent in the air, a fragrance so sweet,
A temptation I cannot resist, a desire I cannot defeat.I longed to touch her skin, to feel her warmth and heat,
To explore her body, and make her heart skip a beat.
To kiss her lips, and taste her breath,
To lose myself in her, and forget about the rest.As her skin glowed under the moonlight, I knew what was to come,
A night of passion, a love that cannot be undone.
For she was my erotica, my ultimate desire,
And I’d do anything, to light her inner fire.© VishalDutia
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Deadman’s Hand
Deadman’s Hand
Aces and eights, the Deadman’s Hand,
A tale of tragedy, that’s hard to withstand,
The gambler’s fate, sealed with a card,
A world of regret, that’s forever scarred.The chips, they fall, with a clatter and clang,
A world of greed, that’s hard to outbang,
The whiskey, it flows, with a dangerous thirst,
A world of temptation, that’s hard to submerse.But even in the darkness, there’s a glimmer of light,
A reminder of hope, that’s forever in sight.
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Naughty Fantasies
In your arms, I find myself lost
Lost in the depths of your passion
Lost in the intoxicating scent of desire
Lost in the spell of your seduction.With every touch, my body quivers
Quivers with the thrill of temptation
Quivers with the rush of pleasure
Quivers with the fire of lust.Together we explore the depths of eroticism
Together we unleash the power of sensuality
Together we indulge in the ecstasy of love
Together we fulfill our naughty fantasies.
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I Hear Faint Whispers of Deep Breathing
I Hear Faint Whispers of Deep Breathing
I hear faint whispers of deep breathing, a sound so sweet,
My heart races, my body heat, a desire I cannot beat.
The scent of perfume, a fragrance so alluring,
A temptation I cannot resist, a passion so enduring.I see a silhouette in the darkness, a shadow so alluring,
A feminine form, curves and contours, a sight so reassuring.
The touch of skin, a sensation so electrifying,
A fire within, a yearning so satisfying.I taste your lips, a flavor so delectable,
A kiss so tender, a touch so impeccable.
The sound of moans, a symphony of pleasure,
A love so pure, a connection that’s a treasure.I feel you move, a rhythm so hypnotic,
A dance of passion, a love so erotic.
The sense of completion, a moment so divine,
A joy so profound, a love that’s truly mine.
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The Melody of Erotic Pleasure
As a passionate writer, I have found myself inspired by the beautiful melodies of erotic pleasure. The way two bodies entwine, serenading each other with their moans of ecstasy. It truly is a symphony of sensuality. So, with pen in hand and the image of the sultry, candle-lit room in my mind, I crafted a poem on the title “The Melody of Erotic Pleasure”.
The soft brush of your lips on my skin,
Ignites a flame within,
A melody of pleasure and sin,
A symphony of sensuality, let us begin.
We move in perfect harmony,
Lost in the rhythm of our bodies,
With each touch and caress,
Our passion burns as bright as the sun sets.
The temptation of your sweet embrace,
A delicious lust I cannot replace,
Let us lose ourselves in this love,
As our hearts beat like drums from above.
Your body is my instrument,
My fingers dance to the beat,
As we make beautiful music,
Our love song becoming complete.
In this moment of sensual romance,
With you, my darling, I am entranced,
Our love, a melody of erotic pleasure,
A symphony that we shall treasure.
Endless lust, the flames of desire,
As we entwine our bodies higher,
Let us surrender to this sweet surrender,
For tonight, our love, will last forever.
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Let’s Get Lost Tonight in Lust’s Delight
Let’s Get Lost Tonight in Lust’s Delight
Let’s get lost tonight in lust’s delight
Let our desires ignite, let our passions take flight
We’ll succumb to the temptation that’s so intoxicating
And indulge in this moment that’s simply sinfully sedating
Wrapped in sultry rays of the moon’s glowing light
We’ll forget all our troubles, and lose ourselves in the night
With every touch, every kiss, we’ll feel alive
As we surrender to our yearnings, and our hearts collide
In the midst of our ardor, we’ll find ourselves anew
A blazing inferno of emotions, raw and true
For tonight, we’ll forget all our inhibitions
And revel in this bliss, this moment of pure intuition
So let’s get lost tonight in lust’s delight
For there’s no greater feeling, than this kind of flight
Through the haze of passion, we’ll find our way
And bask in the aftermath, of this sinfully tempting play.
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The Forbidden Fruit
The Forbidden Fruit
In the garden of Eden,
Lies the forbidden fruit,
A temptation so sweet,
It makes the senses mute.The fruit so luscious,
It’s scent so divine,
It awakens the senses,
And ignites the mind.Lustful desires,
Rise up from within,
A hunger so fierce,
It’s hard to contain.The taste so sinful,
It’s like heaven on earth,
A pleasure so intense,
It feels like rebirth.Sensuality at its peak,
Passion in full bloom,
The forbidden fruit,
Is the ultimate boon.So come, my dear,
Taste the fruit of desire,
Let your senses run wild,
And set your heart on fire.
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Forbidden Desire
Forbidden Desire
A desire forbidden, a flame to be tamed
A hunger unbridled, a love unnamed
With every breath, a passion untold
A burning desire, too hot to holdThe heart races, the mind in a haze
As we dance through the forbidden maze
The touch of skin, a forbidden thrill
A temptation too strong, too hard to killThe taste of sin, the scent of lust
A desire too great to be crushed
The heart yearns, the soul afire
As we feed the flames of our desireThe whispers of love, a dangerous game
A love that dares not speak its name
The risk is great, the cost is high
But we still yearn for each other’s sighA love that’s forbidden, but still we crave
A love that’s pure, yet destined to break
The passion burns, the fire will never tire
As we indulge in our forbidden desire
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Smoke and Mirrors
Smoke and mirrors, a game we play,
As we lose ourselves in this erotic fray,
Passion burns hot, desire ablaze,
Bodies entwined in a sultry daze.The room is hazy, the air is thick,
As we explore each other’s body and mind’s trick,
Smoke and mirrors guide our way,
To a place where passion and pleasure play.
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Tempted by the Tender Touch
Tempted by the Tender Touch
Tempted by the tender touch, I fell for your deceit,
A world of love, that you made me believe,
The promises, they flowed, with a seductive ease,
A world of betrayal, that left me on my knees.
The truth, it hurt, with a painful sting,
A world of heartbreak, that I couldn’t bring.betrayal, heartbreak, love, poem, poems, Poetry, promises, temptation, tempted, tender, Tender Touch, touch
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Lust is Love’s Destroyer
Lust is Love’s Destroyer
Lust is love’s destroyer,
A temptation hard to resist,
It can lead to betrayal,
And leave hearts badly missed.In its fiery passion,
It blinds us to what’s true,
And before we know it,
Our love is gone, adieu.It promises the world,
But delivers only pain,
Leaving us broken-hearted,
With nothing left to gain.So beware of lust’s allure,
And the destruction it can bring,
For true love is worth waiting for,
And the joy that it can bring.
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Walking Past Your Bedroom
Walking Past Your Bedroom
Walking past your bedroom, I catch a glimpse of you,
A sight so tantalizing, it sets my heart anew.
Your curves and your contours, a vision of pure delight,
Arousing my senses, and filling me with might.The way you move and sway, a seductive dance,
A spell you cast, with just a single glance.
Your scent in the air, a fragrance so sweet,
A temptation I cannot resist, a desire I cannot defeat.I long to touch your skin, to feel your warmth and heat,
To explore your body, and make your heart skip a beat.
To kiss your lips, and taste your breath,
To lose myself in you, and forget about the rest.Walking past your bedroom, I know what lies ahead,
A night of passion, a fire that cannot be quenched.
For you are my erotica, my ultimate desire,
And I’ll do anything, to light your inner fire.© VishalDutia
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Smoke and Mirrors
Smoke and Mirrors
A sultry haze surrounds us,
As we move with grace and ease,
Bodies swaying to the rhythm,
Of this erotic tease.The smoke and mirrors play tricks,
On the senses of the mind,
As we lose ourselves in passion,
And leave the world behind.The flicker of candlelight,
Dances upon your skin,
As we explore each other’s bodies,
In this erotic sin.The scent of lust is heavy,
As we breathe each other in,
Our bodies pressed together,
In this forbidden din.Smoke and mirrors, our playground,
As we indulge in our desire,
Giving in to every whim,
As the flames of passion fire.This moment is all we have,
As we drown in ecstasy,
Smoke and mirrors guide us,
To a place of pure intimacy.candlelight, desire, erotic, intimacy, mirrors, passion, poems, Poetry, Sensuality, sin, Smoke, temptation
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Lying on the Bed Naked
Lying on the Bed Naked
Lying on the bed naked, a vision so divine,
A beauty so pure, a body so fine.
The curves and the contours, a work of art,
A sight so captivating, it steals my heart.The way you move and sway, a seductive dance,
A spell you cast, with just a single glance.
Your scent in the air, a fragrance so sweet,
A temptation I cannot resist, a desire I cannot defeat.I long to touch your skin, to feel your warmth and heat,
To explore your body, and make your heart skip a beat.
To kiss your lips, and taste your breath,
To lose myself in you, and forget about the rest.Lying on the bed naked, I know what’s in store,
A night of passion, a love that can’t be ignored.
For you are my erotica, my ultimate desire,
And I’ll do anything, to light your inner fire.© VishalDutia
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Power and Corruption
Power and Corruption
Power, a double-edged sword
A tempting fruit, a mighty reward
But when it falls in the wrong hands
It becomes a tool of evil’s demandsCorruption seeps in, spreads like a plague
The once noble ruler now becomes vague
Their heart tainted, their soul blackened
Their actions, to the world, they’ve slackenedThe people suffer, their voices ignored
Their cries for justice, forever poured
In the hands of the corrupt, power is a curse
A cycle that only worsens, it’s a terrible verse
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Puffing Away
Puffing away
Puffing away, lost in thought,
With each exhale, a cloud is wrought,
A moment of peace, a time to unwind,
A chance to escape, leave worries behind.For smokers, it’s a habit hard to break,
A ritual, a passion, a risky mistake,
Yet still they smoke, despite the cost,
Puffing away, until their breath is lost.
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Temptation’s Touch
Temptation’s Touch
In the heat of the moment,
With passion burning bright,
Our bodies close together,
We succumb to sheer delight.Your hands upon my skin,
Electricity ignites,
Your lips upon my neck,
My mind takes flight.The taste of your desire,
Intoxicating and sweet,
We lose ourselves completely,
In this sensual retreat.The world fades away,
As we drown in ecstasy,
Temptation’s touch consumes us,
In this moment, we are free.
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Temptation Controls My Every Move
Temptation Controls My Every Move
Temptation, you are my master,
You guide me with your seductive power,
Your whispers in my ear are sweet,
But your influence is never benign.You lead me down a path of desire,
Where logic and reason have no sway,
I’m powerless to resist your pull,
As you control my every move.I long to break free from your grasp,
But the thrill of the forbidden is too strong,
I’m caught in a web of temptation,
Where right and wrong are no longer clear.Yet I know deep down inside,
That your hold on me is not true freedom,
For true liberation lies in self-control,
And not in the fleeting pleasures of the moment.So I must summon all my strength,
To resist your call and break your chains,
For only then will I be truly free,
From the grip of temptation’s game.
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A Smoky Affair
A smoky affair
A smoky affair, a dance with temptation,
Each puff a moment of sweet sensation,
An addiction that’s hard to break,
A habit that leaves health at stake.The scent of smoke, a heady aroma,
A lingering presence that won’t leave coma,
For smokers, it’s a daily affair,
A smoky embrace, a dangerous snare.
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Tempting Flesh
Tempting Flesh
Thy flesh doth tempt, like fruit upon the vine,
A tantalizing sight, a taste divine,
My heart doth race, with fervent desire,
As I gaze upon thee, my soul set afire.Oh, how sweet the scent, that fills the air,
As thy body’s beauty, is laid bare,
A feast for the senses, a banquet of lust,
Tempting flesh, in passionate thrust.
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Tempting Tastes
Tempting Tastes
Tempting tastes, a feast for the senses,
Igniting passions and sparking romances.
As flavors mingle and scents interlace,
Desires intensify, creating a magical space.With every bite, the mood is set,
Intimacy and love, we’ll never forget.
As we taste and savor, the sparks ignite,
A passion so strong, it’s hard to fight.The sweetness of strawberries, the spice of wine,
Flavors so enticing, they’re hard to decline.
Our senses awaken, and our hearts start to race,
As we give in to temptation and embrace.With every kiss and every touch,
Our love grows stronger, it means so much.
For tempting tastes are not just about food,
But about the romance and love that we pursue.So let us indulge in these tempting tastes,
And create memories that nothing else can replace.
For love is like a fine wine, that ages so well,
And with every sip, our hearts will swell.
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Art of Smoking
Art of Smoking
With each inhale, a moment of pleasure,
The art of smoking, a timeless treasure,
The dance of smoke, a beautiful sight,
An indulgence of the senses, a moment of delight.From cigars to cigarettes, the options abound,
Each one unique, in its taste and sound,
For smokers, it’s a ritual to savor,
The art of smoking, a passion to endeavor.
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The Art of Smoking together
The Art of Smoking together
Inhale, exhale, the smoke surrounds,
As we indulge in pleasures profound,
The art of smoking, a dance with desire,
A moment of bliss, that we both admire.The sweet aroma fills the air,
As we lose ourselves without a care,
In this moment of pure delight,
We find ourselves lost in the night.
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The Thin Blue Haze
The Thin Blue Haze
The thin blue haze fills the air,
As we lose ourselves without a care,
Passion ignites, desire takes hold,
Bodies entwined, no need for words to be told.Our hearts beat as one, in this moment we share,
The world fades away, without a single care,
The thin blue haze envelopes us in its embrace,
In this erotic bliss, we find our happy place.
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Heavenly Treats
Heavenly Treats
Oh, how thy lips doth tempt my palate fair,
With flavors sweet and delicate to bear,
Each taste, a heavenly treat, my heart does ensnare,
A blissful indulgence beyond compare.As we savor these delectable delights,
Our desires soar to new, unimagined heights,
For in each other’s arms we find true love,
A sweet, divine gift from the heavens above.desire, heavenly, indulgence, love, poem, poems, Poetry, romance, Shakespeare, Sweetness, temptation, treats
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Lip Licking
Lip Licking
Lip licking, a sensation we all know,
When flavors on our tongue start to flow.
From sweet to savory, tangy to hot,
Our taste buds crave what we’ve got.Indulging in a moment of pure delight,
Our senses take over with all their might.
Satisfaction found in every bite,
As we relish the flavors that excite.From the crunch of a chip to the creaminess of cake,
Lip licking indulgences, impossible to fake.
Temptations surround us, and we can’t resist,
Our taste buds demanding we don’t dismiss.So savor every flavor, taste and scent,
And indulge in every lip licking moment.
For food is not just about sustenance,
But an enjoyment of life that’s pure transcendence.enjoyment, Flavors, Food, indulgence, licking, poem, poems, Poetry, satisfaction, senses, taste, temptation
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You are so tempting
You are so tempting
You are so tempting, my dear,
With your seductive allure and beguiling veneer,
Your charm and grace, a siren’s song,
That calls to me all night long.Your beauty is a force to be reckoned with,
A power that can make the strongest heart skip,
Your eyes, your lips, your every move,
A symphony of desire that I can’t help but groove.You are so tempting, my love,
With your fiery passion and tender touch,
Your laughter, your smile, your every breath,
A spell that ensnares me, even in death.Your love is a force that can’t be denied,
A bond that pulls us together, side by side,
Your heart, your soul, your every dream,
A promise that forever we will be a team.You are so tempting, my sweet,
With your radiance and gentle heartbeat,
Your grace, your poise, your every quirk,
A treasure that I’ll always cherish and lurk.For you are the light that guides me through the night,
The star that shines so bright,
The love that fills my heart with glee,
The one that I need to be me.
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The Shadow of Wrath
The Shadow of Wrath
The shadow of wrath, a looming fear,
That clouds the mind and draws near,
It whispers of vengeance and bitter spite,
And fills the heart with a sense of blight.It’s a darkness that’s hard to shake,
A temptation that’s hard to break,
For wrath begets wrath, hate begets hate,
And the shadow lingers, a constant weight.
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Wild Passion
Our bodies entwine in a wild passion,
We feast on each other with deep satisfaction.
The night brings such a sweet sensation,
A craving that can never be matched by a mere temptation.
The stars guide our way in the darkness of night,
Your hands travel through my hair in such sweet delight.
The fire that burns between us can never be denied,
It’s a longing for something that can never be supplied.
Even when the night comes to an end,
Our love will never have to pretend.© VishalDutia
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