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Jan 2016
Long have we forgotton how to feel.
To look into natural eyes.
Long have we forgotten that there so exists a real touch.
All the while the world fades away.
A call, a text, an electronic message to distract you from a simple touch.
A hug.
A kiss.
A feeling to assure you that you exist.
Written by
Sandman  woodinville
(woodinville)   
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