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Musings

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Kye. Kye, Kye, Kye...  You were the first person to find the sensitive spot on my upper thighs.  A fresh thought of you came into my mind every three seconds - it wasn't one or two seconds, I mean that's too short to savour you. And that's where you stayed for the past five years, right in the front of my mind.

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Various ideas, perceptions and memories make up this semi-autobiographical story based upon life experiences, people I've encountered and future aspirations. 
Some chapters are told through the words of the fictitious Rose, others in my own voice.
This is a considered and therapeutic look at the wonderment of life - something I have never really given as much space or time to.

Love, lust, light, laughter, loathe, lacklustre, longevity... LIFE.All Rights Reserved

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