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Aug 2014
I still taste

The wax of your ChapStick

I still smell

The fresh shampoo

I still feel

Your hands on my hips

Pulling me tighter

As we join lips
allissa robbins
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allissa robbins  22/Gender Fluid/phx
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   Joseph Schneider
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