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dear michael,

just the thought of you overpowers my mind. like an aroma of something. with your piercing emerald eyes and your hair in bright crimson red. your deep raspy voice that reminds me of the scruff on your chin. i would give anything to lie awake next to you and have you whisper sweet nothings into my ear. i just wanna feel your lips against my skin, but you see? i fell so in love with your words i forgot lies existed. how foolish of me.

j

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