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Aug 2019
Touch is always a reciprocal transaction. Both our hands feel the electricity surge when the initial contact occurs. From there, our senses merge, and it’s impossible to tell where I end and you begin.

Touch me.
...
Or am I touching you?
Written by
Maddie  24/Non-binary/Boston
(24/Non-binary/Boston)   
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