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Love Lesson
Love Lesson Love Lesson He moves like sunclouds in the diasporic rain: black curls abound, glisten. I hear him hover near; his breathe slicks my neck. "It isn't right," I tell him. "There's no future for us." He sighs, now turns, leans into my face until his blurred visage blocks the light. "In time," his hiss like the grass mamba, "you will see how wrong you are." |
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very nice great job
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Ty!
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