It was a sloppy slip of tongue; a quick, lewd glance and the whole world knew.
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When “so close” becomes “too close,” people sniff and step away— it’s body odor
Recipe for Peace: Hold hands and sing Kumbayah Add water, shake well.
You press my hand to your lips, gently, so softly I almost felt it.
Sometimes hope is all that’s left, after the magic shifts to the mundane. With stars in your eyes, hoping the magic stays and knowing it cannot.
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