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Dear forbidden love
Dear I can’t even say your name, You are temptation in its purest form: Raw, tart, bitter and salty. My mouth craves you, and your incomparable taste. But my insides loathe you, and the constant pain you bring me!
time will tell
Why run when you can walk and look at the small things that you never saw before.
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