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Don’t worry,

Little love you’ve lost on me,

Little love for me to keep.

Don’t worry,

I’ll be alright,

I’ll just remember the whisper of your skin,

Your hand upon mine.

Your hand upon my thigh.

My hand carelessly resting on your heaving heart,

Grazing across your chest in the darkness of the night.

It’s alright.

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