The Desire Within
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Última publicación jue, jul 17, 2025
"I'll make it go away ,My Sonnet, trust me when I say this , I'll make it go away"
He says as he kisses my hand and slips his pocket knife into my other hand.
He let's my hand fall to my side as he walks out of his office.
This isn't what I wanted . He's going to get himself killed.
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