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My Sweater

I got up this morning and put on - that sweater you like. Slipping it on, in my head I heard your voice gentle and caressing "I like that sweater on you". From the tone in your voice I believe if there had been another choice - you would prefer my sweater off, not on. Maybe today I will see you and if I do, say - something nice about my sweater, because I thought of you.
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karen-browner
F / American
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May 3, 2012
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