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I let you lie head in my lap. Only one I would. I touch your neck, warm on my legs. Only one who should. Can’t reach the keys but I don’t move. Only one I would. Sounds outside, lost to us. Only one who could.
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For me this story has a feeling of softness based on an inner strength. Enjoyed reading your post! Clever work.
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