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Quietly I make my way while reading lusty novels to keep my lonely stirred and out of trouble. Simply I walk my path while listening for a footstep to fall sneaky up behind me and gift me with a grin. Tenderly I shelter my worry and dream of bigger days and what messages come from listening to a heart still strongly beating. |
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very lovely
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Thank you
Harold Kaalena |
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love the line
"to keep my lonely stirred and out of trouble." |
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