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4d
I've seen it happen,
so I know how it looks.
And it looks the way this is beginning to.

Just some at first; only a few.
But then more after that.
And even more after those are gone too;
swallowed by the spaces in between.

Hearts thrown open wide;
the feeling of her held close
buries deep inside.
Davy
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Davy
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