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The village is quiet.
The moon kisses the sun.
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"Did I have a choice? Could I just open my eyes, did I have to ‘see’ as he was telling me now I could? I decided to go for it. What did I have to lose? This was all a dream, too much driving to get here, too much reunion, too much food, too much beer. Or
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Our lips can touch, just touch. Our lips can touch, but they can't really touch.
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My heart and mind, eyes, hands and lips — Yours.
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burning for You, caught in between, yearning to remain completely wrapped around Your finger, feeling panoramic, and this alive.
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