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Apr 2022
Enough today
No more.
No more dancing.
No more love.
Just a bit of rest.
Selfish nothing.
Give no more.
No more gentle touching.
No more words.
No more thoughts of youth.
Enough today, I'm old.
Rebecca
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Rebecca  59/F/Virginia
(59/F/Virginia)   
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