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Wednesday, March 30, 2022

Beast with every one other accompanied by Beauty

He took me exist fond of a mother, drew my head in the direction of himself,

Pulled me onto his lap, wrapped his arms around me with every one other accompanied by cooed

Into my hair, softly while if I was dreaming and

He didn't want to wake me.

He sang a air that sounded like

Then saplingconifer frogs. I wanted to leave. I stayed where I was.

He wore a lovely shirt. His hair was surprisingly kempt.

There was fifty per cent of a candle small portion with every one other accompanied by a rug of quarters. Tomato soup

On the stove. I thought, "What a shirt." I prayed my breasts

Would magically spill from the zipper. I wanted to be in touch my calloused heels

On his thighs. I wanted

An itch that had eluded me for years. I cried while if I were slicing onions

In his kitchen. He was a good mother. He held me, exist fond of a daughter,

As if I was fair while beautiful, while he believed me to be.

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