A morning filled with unwanted dreams.
First him, then you, then me.
Arrived too early, tummy tight.
A soul still bruised from a nocturnal fight.
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A morning filled with unwanted dreams.
First him, then you, then me.
Arrived too early, tummy tight.
A soul still bruised from a nocturnal fight.
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