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May 2015
I used to run my hands along your sides
Tracing your rib cage
Placing my fingertips along the hard contours of your chest
And you used to get chills
I drove you crazy
But I'm smiling
Because at least I remember one time I made you feel at home
emptydurbansky
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emptydurbansky  USA
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   Sahana, Mike Essig and GaryFairy
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