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Sep 2013
All the time,
we are waiting,
the high light of our day,
just being in contact with each other,
it is time worth making.

We sit and wait,
for that message,
that text,
that call,
the obsession of the love in which we fall.

But what we really want,
is that hug,
that kiss,
that touch,
the things we crave so very much.
Bogle
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Bogle
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