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scores of days ago. we decided my place, in last winter having nowhere for us to otherwise be. Warm and slightly aged downtempo played and we laid as if always, head to foot. Talking low of unremembered pasts. I rubbed your shoulders of the hard day you didn't know You held me in your contented arm. The night was lazy with play and soon sleep.
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In the early dark morning we rushed and kissed goodbye as if to say hello soon. The two of us like us, never do.
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