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Chocolate Wasteland

February is the cruellest month, breeding Roses for dead relationships, confusing Obligation for the real thing. Winter kept us coupled, disguising complacency in neglectful rhythm, faking A little affection with rote sex. March surprised us, coming over the St. Patrick’s … Continue reading

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