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She is a palpable presence.
I see so much of myself in her -- I don't want to. I resent the thought that she could be like me, or me like her.
She is always in my mind.
Our red lips match.
I want something from her. I don't yet know what that could be.
I see so much of myself in her -- I don't want to. I resent the thought that she could be like me, or me like her.
She is always in my mind.
Our red lips match.
I want something from her. I don't yet know what that could be.