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Jan 2014
I love the night.
The dark.
The darkness.
I open my curtains to let the dark in.
Calm.
Sensual.
Silky darkness.
The sounds of the night awaken my senses.
My body reacts.
Every rustle.
Every creek.
The night.
The dark.
The darkness.
Ignites every fiber of my being.
I love the night.
Robin LaCasa
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Robin LaCasa
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     Ishshita Chanda and Jayanta
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