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      i see you
 
  in inches of red i find you in yards of dreams i see you in inches of red i spend you in miles of myself i see you in inches of red i see you in inches of red i see you in inches of red i adore you  | 
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       love it...
 
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      kc...sweet...
     
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      I see you and am in awe...
     
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      Ainjel....always appreciate when someone sees 'something' in my writing....
     
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      You prove why the best things come in the smallest packages Teasing!...
 
  Wishing you the smallest Christmas ever!...     
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      every inch is truly something to be read <3
     
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      Awesome as always TB  
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      This poem is transcendent sex. I adore it. Just thought you should know.
     
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