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December 2011
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She tastes like cigarettes and warm booze, like the early morning should. And then you lay there, uncomfortably naked. Wrapped in each others damp skin, but so alone. And you wonder if she might love you. For that hour? For a week? For a day? And then the cold harsh light of day time comes and you are alone again.
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