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4:03

Awakening at 4 am for a needed touch. The stillness requires it, the quiet calls for it, the darkness outright demands it. Expectant, quivering, and ...done. 4:03. Alone.

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deanena-tierney

47 / F / American

Published: Jul 16, 2017
LinesWords: 128

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