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3d
your fingers running through my hair
so soft
so delicate
and I swear
chills ran down my spine
as your fingertips brushed my neck
but you were so gentle
I would like to say I barely realized you were there
but I did
I was too conscious of you
and your every movement
and I never want my hair touched again
unless it's by you
Lyle
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Lyle  17/F/USA
(17/F/USA)   
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