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Jul 2011
I want to emboss myself upon you.
I want to press the pencil, nay, ink pen
of myself so strongly against you that
when you flip the page and trace your fingers across your soul
you feel Me.
I want the same for myself,
Whoever you may be.
Written by
Cori Bud
681
   Jo Phillips
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