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Favoring one's Promise
An empty bottle
a quiet storm
laying there in
bed still favouring
the intoxicating
scent of intimate
promises
the vow of forever
never materialized.
a quiet storm
laying there in
bed still favouring
the intoxicating
scent of intimate
promises
the vow of forever
never materialized.
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