One Time. Fruitless amid such fervent blossoming. If I wondered at the softness of your voice I could not help but feel that simple things were what you choose, often so by choice. Would it have been so hard to hold you in my arms to free myself of something wanting more? Was is so hard to touch... Sign in to see full entry.
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