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The week has past Quick like weeks before I keep dreaming and writing searching and sighing Still nothing to show Only scribbles on pages Li..

One of those times that come when youve held it all in for too long...

Oh the infatuation! The soft skin On his collarbones On his forearms The backs of his ankles Just wanting to touch With my fingertips Trailing ..

I think this is pretty self explanitory. I wrote this about my gramma who has cancer.

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