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Feb 2016
And even when we kiss.
Even when our bodies are entwined.
Even when I'm biting the pillows to refrain from calling his name.

The butterflies won't flutter like they do when I see your face...
Amanda Francis
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Amanda Francis
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   David Adamson
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