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Apr 2018
Lying next to me
A women caresses a vibrant yellow cube
In her palm she rolls it back and forth
I inhale deeply
Her palm closes in and the cube is crushed
My breathing becomes unstable
....
“IM SORRY, I’M SORRY!”
She has taken everything
I hold her
She is warm
JSWiz
Written by
JSWiz  saint louis
(saint louis)   
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