~ the story of the woman known as me ... she isn't who she was a moment ago nor will she be the same one a moment from now ... she is ephemeral ... just like me ~  | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Space Oh, how I love having my space. Sure, at times I want others around me To occupy and entertain me, play with me, Make love to me, hold me, And make me laugh. And then there are days Where I... more
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