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Connection

Oh, to repose beside my wife And cushion head upon her breast While, to my ear, she pulses life: Moment sublime, I must attest.

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Date: 1/23/2017 3:58:00 AM
So comforting David. I can imagine the connection
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Date: 10/13/2016 11:30:00 AM
A sanctuary of contentment. Lovely, David!
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