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Kiss

To be kissed. The moment when want becomes need. When two energies touch for the first time. When time slows and nothing else matters. When hunger and satisfaction coexist. The longing and loneliness are forgotten and relegated to the past, when there is no future and we know why we are here.

-Albie

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