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Feb 2019
It was sort of a cliche but I let the warm, happy feeling flow from my cheeks to my toes.
Laying in bed in the dark,
I was on my stomach cuddling our beloved stuffed fox,
while he played ukulele.
It was one of those small, quiet moments that only two people share.
One of those small moments where I had everything I wanted.
Chameleon
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Chameleon  29/F/Ohio
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