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Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Hey, Bionic Man
Soft sand caress contours hot and sticky with sweat Cool waves crash down softly wet with sea taste Squint blind bright sun shining behind the face Hushed whispers and synchronized breaths Resounding cave...
You made my world today.
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