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Sep 2018
The first one was when I was six,
She was four.
We used to hide
Behind cars and kiss,
We just opened our mouths
Pressed them together.
We were the youngest of brothers
Sisters.
We tried to copy the elders
By being a couple.
Alone in a room
We kissed,
I took off my shirt,
Didn’t know what else to do.
We were so young,
Adults laughed at our behavior.
Guden
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Guden  38/Valparaiso
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