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Dec 2021
I crave that which I should not consider
It is no measure of my ability ;
Except, perhaps, the fragility of my heart.
On a whim, I could feel that warm embrace
At once so near and yet so far apart
But no! my life's path leads me away from her temptation
I am resolute.
And yet..
My mind often travels to when we met
Two beings aloof and opposed -
Until the damning touch
Of soft velvet
You'd laugh if I told you
MsAmendable
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MsAmendable  24/F/British Colombia, Canada
(24/F/British Colombia, Canada)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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