When you passed out on my shoulder, at that very moment I felt as if I was in the clouds. I didn't want to wake you. It felt so envitable that it was my shoulder. I wish we weren't blind. I wish the hand around my neck would release my voice just enough for I could whisper in your ear, "I love you". Then again you were so peaceful and asleep I didn
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love, your little sex puppet
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