extraordinary

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he wrapped me in his silk sheets

he whispered in my ear

that i am extraordinary.

i do not know what he was talking about.

if i was extraordinary

why didn't he stay with me?

he played with my hair

and then pulled it.

i am not sure why i enjoyed it

maybe because he was the one doing it.

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