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Jul 2023
She acted happy, not because it was true, but because, in her experience, it always got a better reaction.

Is she really in love or just killing time?

“I’m so lucky.” He tells her bare body.

What could be, and what could’ve been
blend together in her mind, but for an instant, she came back to this- to him, and those piercing eyes which seemed to say:
“you are everything to me.”
Jacqueline Skidmore
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