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Dec 2013
I could feel my heart
the rapid beat of it
reverberating in my chest
sweat collecting behind my head
and in my palms
thoughts racing
God, I didn't want anyone to ask
"Who was that about?"
oh, please
anything but that
as if it were really important
but of course
the question was asked
and I looked away
smiling down at my shaking fingers
**"No one important."
can't stop writing...
L
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L
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   Mina, Pure LOVE, M, --- and R
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