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flowers he brings, she opens the door, parallel feelings fill the room where she sleeps, both minds filled with fantasies, she hesitates, he kneels, soaked petals paint the pale bedroom floor, white it was, red it is.
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Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 7:37 PM UTC
white it was, red it is
flowers he brings, she opens the door, parallel feelings fill the room where she sleeps, both minds filled with fantasies, she hesitates, he kneels, soaked petals paint the pale bedroom floor, white it was, red it is.
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Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 7:37 PM UTC
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