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Jun 2013
There was a woman
That I used to sing songs to
Until her goosebumps were evident.
I'd give her calm, smooth looks
That made her question her sexuality.
Sometimes, I could even tempt her into a kiss
Or ten.
But mostly, I just made out with the guy she loved.
You can bet I left that *****
******* confused.
Anna
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