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Apr 2016
Intoxication
Leads to skin on skin.
Embracing sobriety
Has me closed off
Once again.
There's that feeling.
Wondering.
Wondering
If this means anything.
Something
Nothing.
For what it's worth,
It means everything to me.
I know you see
When you look at me.
The longing in my eyes.
My body is a guarded temple.
And you're the only one with the key.
Knock knock knocking
But you're free to come in.
Maria Williams
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Maria Williams  Pennsylvania, USA
(Pennsylvania, USA)   
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