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Jan 2010
invitation, then concession
it’s the same old song and dance
we’re playing it louder and faster
louder and faster than ever before
like moths to a flame
we’re cheek to cheek
chest to chest
skin on skin
with no room to breathe
but that’s how we like it
Sarah Wilson
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