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Dec 2023
But would you stay with me, love? Would you stay here?
And you say: where?
and I think: Here, in the bed, in the house, in the city. Anywhere. Stay anywhere with me.
And you kiss my forehead, lips still wet with something, a sweet dream, and say
Goodbye, mate. Goodbye.
Caosín
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Caosín  14/M/UK
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