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weeeeeeeeeeell, hell yes on a cracker. just like old times--except this is a one who doesn't get kicked out of bed, who doesn't get the cold shoulder until he gets the hint... clearly. but just like the old times (you know, the times that got old) cause i gave myself over to f e e l i n g
and didn't care about anything else
except his breath, and his face
and your hands on my face every step of the way
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