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|Falling: 06/18/2004 - 5:46 PM |
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the setting of patterns electric touches and kisses still tentative but desperate. Unsettled no sleep, no food unless we're together stomachs full of butterflies eyes full of stars. This could be just the beginning. So beautiful it makes my breath catch. |
Job Opening, Likely Temp Work - 11/30/2005 Damn It - 10/08/2005 True Words For Too Many - 10/07/2005 A Drop of Golden Sun - 10/07/2005 Fraud - 10/01/2005 |