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Being Short

In short, I see myself, walking with you, in dark warmth. By dark, I mean black, pitch black. By warmth, I mean a very comfortable warmth, like the kind you find in a long and solid embrace. In short, this is where, I always want to be. Walking with a companion, warm and feeling no pain.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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