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Apr 2016
Do you still taste of salt?
You, playing tennis in the hot sun,
and me, in my office working.

Lovers with two separate lives
Until I got tired of being your workhorse.
Still, I miss the taste of your skin.
Written by
karen hookway  buffalo NY
(buffalo NY)   
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