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Nov 2012
There is something so pure
In being content with lying
Entwined with another
Doing nothing more than
Memorizing the lines and marks
Upon their skin and matching
Your breaths to theirs as you
Realize you could be happy.
Michelle S
Written by
Michelle S  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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