Page 35 Poem by L.J. Valente
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In the room that no one goes
caught there without our clothes
maybe there only for a show
but that we will never know
takes a lot to get over such things
and what in the end it brings
to be sure
a little less than pure
enjoyed what was shared
even if neither cared
what that day was bared
and how they stared
now with something stirred
and memory blurred
think once again we must
somewhere else I trust
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