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Nov 2016
What I wouldn't give to
roll over and walk my fingers
across the sheets
to be met by the softness
of your skin
I would take your chin
between both of my palms
and feel your eye lashes
with mine
I'd kiss your lips and
I would linger
h.w.
hannah way
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hannah way  22/F/NV
(22/F/NV)   
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   ---, Wolfey, --- and Pax
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