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I woke with the taste of your tongue in my mouth
and the scent of your skin wrapped around me I knew damn well you'd dreamed it with me the sweltering heat of the stolen moments It was really in the blood I can smell it! It was always on your lips I can taste it! It was present in your flesh I can feel it! It was screaming from your mouth I can hear it! It was what you wanted most I can see it! It was what you asked for I can sense it! It was what we like to call The point of no return! The beggining?...the end? I think it was...The End!
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