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Sep 2024
When our eyes met
And our hands touched
It was inevitable that
Our bodies would
Soon follow
You were as irresistable as ice cream on a summer day...
Peter Gerstenmaier
Written by
Peter Gerstenmaier  31/M/Mariupol/Pluto
(31/M/Mariupol/Pluto)   
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