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Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know
that you would die without them... it matters not. Because once in
your life, whatever they were to the world they become everything to
you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound, you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings
of her very heart. It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart. A feeling. Only felt.
- no text talk
- sexual account
- start with a scene please?
- NO cheating
- most importantly have fun!
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