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Sep 2014
Tossing and turning I keep myself up. For emptyness takes over my bed. Wrapped in blankets I cant seem to find that warmth I seem to ones had.
Missing her touch and kisses that warmed me right up. After a few minutes blankets arent needed, for she fills me with love,wraps me right up,and puts me to bed.good night.
Jose Valdovinos
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