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Oct 2014
I was more comfortable when you took off my shirt and unhooked my bra than I was when you innocently put your arms around me.
It made more sense to close my eyes and kiss your neck than it did for me to look at you with clear, sober eyes.
But of course, I only moved closer to you when the lights turned off.
Olivia Greene
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   Margrethe H K and wordvango
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