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The Important Transition |
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Breathing life into the lifelessness - that the love I want, the exchange of heat... the stern loyalty with no fear of loss. Is what I devote myself to now, accepting no substitutes, as I have for so long.
Touching, kissing, rubbing, fantasizing. None of it with the heart in tune. Every action, shallow... a minute percentage of the satisfaction.
Rushed - before the heart was ready. Catching that back now. Stepping back. Being the boy. Being the boy. The proud strong boy. |
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