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lost in linen
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belonging in a precious reality threaded in your movements, moments of the mind only occupied with your words
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I just want to please you when you walk through the door. I want to sweetly remind you of the better times ahead as I wait patiently; unnerved, subordinate, empty until your wakeful return.
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no more words, no more thoughts, no more needs when I’m hypnotized to simply obey.