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Aug 2019
The prickly surface.
Wow.

My fingers always find my way to you.

But your longer arms,
Wow.

Hold me while we watch
Freedom Writers.
The others.
Candlewood
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Candlewood  M/My Library.
(M/My Library.)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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