| Topic: Lying in Bed | |
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      a line from a thousand love songs
 (insipid, sappy, and wallowing quite happily in its own misery) but late into the early morning in the stagnant blindness of my bedroom i - lying in bed without you - remember the 'C' of your body into which mine so perfectly fits and the leg - yours - which slips so naturally between mine how your arm will try to pull me closer still to you lying in bed without you i remember all this or perhaps all this reminds me that i am lying in bed without you | |
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      ohh my
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|   no force so powerful as memory no memory so emotive as love no love so wanton as mine no existence so lonely a force | |
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| a line from a thousand love songs (insipid, sappy, and wallowing quite happily in its own misery) but late into the early morning in the stagnant blindness of my bedroom i - lying in bed without you - remember the 'C' of your body into which mine so perfectly fits and the leg - yours - which slips so naturally between mine how your arm will try to pull me closer still to you lying in bed without you i remember all this or perhaps all this reminds me that i am lying in bed without you BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!   | |
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