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Nov 2017
I have fingers that linger
on surfaces
and a heart
that lingers
in the past
fingers that linger
in your hair
and on your shoulders
fingers that reach and stretch
and touch
and a heart that lingers
when my fingers
are done lingering
Adrian
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Adrian  15/F/U.S.
(15/F/U.S.)   
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       g, b, Francie Lynch and Mack
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