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May 2014
today, when he first held my hand
it shot chills in my spine

and whenever he pulled away
i craved for those chills
i craved for his touch

his breath lingered on my neck
even after he'd left

i crave for him
now
until
i have him

- a.l.
Anne
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Anne
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