.Woke up dazed from the night before. Swelled, throbbing my stomach reminds me (of) young lovers fucking next door. A sweet sweat-soaked sickness bottom of the glass, bottom of the barrel.
The solution is always the same: you whisper to me "is touching, feeling, kissing all a lie?"
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