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Can we cuddle, baby ...
not soft and distant, but wild, raw, and bare? No clothes, no fabric, nothing between us but heat and hunger. I want your skin crashing into mine, flesh against flesh, until every inch of me knows every inch of you.

-Wisefool
And yet, here I am unable to utter the word ‘love’ without my heart stumbling over itself.
Perhaps the truest proof of love is not in saying it, but in how the silence between the words trembles.”

- Wisefool
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