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Hold on.

Touch me again.
Just like you did then.
Just a hand to body unknown.
Just words from a mind I do not seek.
But jet a hand upon my thigh. Holding me.
Touch me again.
Just like you did than.
Just a arm to body unknown.
Just words from a mind I do not seek.
But jet an arm around my shoulders.
Holding me.
For a minute keeping me warm




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Publicerad 2015-06-10 22:35



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