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Oct 2018
My jeans are
stiff straight
off the drying rack as I
pull them on
button them walk
around to loosen them
up

I pull a
shirt on -- it's so soft I
catch myself petting my own arm way too
often -- and put on
my glasses

My feet slide into fuzzy slippers
Written by
melli7
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     Crazy Diamond Kristy
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