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Sep 2023
Bliss, the closing warmth of
tangled arms
                      looping legs.
My head upon your chest
as the rain
            patters
            down
and we drift
          off to
       sleep
-9/25/23
VanillinVillain
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VanillinVillain
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   Jme Love and M-E
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