When the Mood Grabs Me

When the mood grabs me it really grabs me, throwing me against a wall and pounding me with fists. It leaves me breathless and forces the deepest things out of me. I have little choice.  Luckily, the mood normally just passes me in the corridor, barely nodding in my direction.

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