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him embracing my hips as he lets go, his fingertips burning on my sides as brightly as my blushing cheeks, the innocence and the rotting wooden seat, my barefeet just ahead of me among the soft love of the clouded sky, my eyes closed with fresh poppies in my nose and heart
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