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Originally Posted by Tiki
Yes. My cervix is deep down there. A cervix is a portal, and wouldn't be referred to as being, in itself, "deep" anymore than a door would be referred to as "deep". More like a rock at the bottom of a lake would be referred to as being deep. I phrased it the way the GYNs phrased it... the actual phrase the first one used was "Wow, your cervix is really deep, I can't reach it!" Sort of like, if you're in a cave, you are deep underground. My cervix is deep... in my vaginal canal. Thanks for giving me the chance to elucidate, I was really hoping for a chance to talk about my vagina.
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I know your eyes in the morning sun
I feel you touch me in the pouring rain
And the moment that you wander far from me
I wanna feel you in my arms again
And you come to me on a summer breeze
Keep me warm in your love
Then you softly leave
And it's me you need to show
How deep is your love?
I really need to learn
'Cause we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down
When they all should let us be
We belong to you and me
I believe in you
You know the door to my very soul
You're the light in my deepest, darkest hour
You're my savior when I fall
And you may not think I care for you
When you know down inside
That I really do
And it's me you need to show
How deep is your love?
I really need to learn
'Cause we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down
When they all should let us be
We belong to you and me
And you come to me on a summer breeze
Keep me warm in your love
Then you softly leave
And it's me you need to show
How deep is your love?
I really need to learn
'Cause we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down
When they all should let us be
We belong to you and me
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We must all go through a rite of passage. It must be physical, it must be painful, and it must leave a mark.
I have no knowledge of the events which you are describing, and if I did have knowledge of them,
I would be unable to discuss them with you now or at any future period.
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years