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Jun 2016
You stand too close
And I can barely breathe
As your fingers secretly tickle the small of my back
I try to act as if you have no power at all
Praying that you don't feel the goose bumps arising from your touch
But things are complicated
And I'm not supposed to want you

But oh
How desperately I crave you
Savannah Charlish
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Savannah Charlish  20/F/Portland, OR
(20/F/Portland, OR)   
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