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Mar 2017
When we touch
I feel the rush
flowing through me
like a force
flowing freely
I see herΒ Β 
the way she see's me
hands never touch flesh
but she's feeling me
in ways I've never felt
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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     ZoΓ« Green, --- and Keith Edward Baucum
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