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Oct 2018
Sometimes,
When you sink
Into your mattress
As you nose your way
Through that white sweatshirt
With,
Speckles of brown paint
From when you were painting
Your shed
Your hair splayed
Everywhere
Fragrance of
That new shampoo
Silky, smooth
Just warmth
And softness
So much,
So,
That you just want to melt
In
Forever
Anya
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Anya  F
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