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| dis |
Rolling over in my sleep, my arm reaches out. The body stuff (goofy knee-jerk gimme gimme,) which remembers so clearly the sensation of having you so near, feels cheated. The brain stuff (aristocratic book-wise there there,) which knows I plan full well to make my home with you, says "quiet now, go back to sleep. There is so much you have to do..." |
020109 |
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| k1 | When lifeless flannel pillows exude the warmth of his skin, lulling me to sleep. | 020224 |
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| yummyC |
shmmeeeepppppp shuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmp shmmmmooooooompt. hahahahahahah! |
020224 |
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| three words | viruses mind_over_matter i_am_an_individual | 050314 |
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| Pooooooooooojjjjjjjiiiiiiiaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmaaaaaaa | use the mind it doesn't matter | 070530 |