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Jul 2013
There are secrets I want to whisper into your neck in the middle of the night
When I've counted the seconds between each breath you take
To make sure you're really asleep.

But you'll still be awake.

And that'll be fine with me.
Insomnimaniac
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Insomnimaniac  New York
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   Claire R and sassybutsweet
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