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The rescuer
Darkness surrounding her, enveloping her existence. Stockholm or depression by chance. Loneliness and longing, deep sadness and lost. Ignored by her lover, friend, husband...At every cost.
Is it just chance he arrived, did he plan it all well? The feeling of his kiss, her heart did swell. Passion under the moonlight, heat across the window pane. Soft piddling on the rooftop from the rain. Her hair flinging back, his hands search her thighs. This is the moment her heart did arise.
An affair do you ask, no, it's still there. She longs for the day, she leaves her husband and doesn't care.
Is it just chance he arrived, did he plan it all well? The feeling of his kiss, her heart did swell. Passion under the moonlight, heat across the window pane. Soft piddling on the rooftop from the rain. Her hair flinging back, his hands search her thighs. This is the moment her heart did arise.
An affair do you ask, no, it's still there. She longs for the day, she leaves her husband and doesn't care.
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