

QuackThe Warmth in this bed, raised by a good nights rest, is too seductive. I cannot flip this quilt back and let this slowly gathered candy floss dissipate and dust into the wind. She reassures me with the perfect softness of her cheek while I prod her with the tip of my nose and wilfully escape from world-at-large into the loving simplicity of our own little one. I'm not running, just snuggling here, still, I can't hide. Where I have to be is at the back of my mind, then boisterously stumbling thru sleeps cotton cobwebs to announce itself at the front desk.Quack
I decide to be late, and then it's too late to just be late and I decide no
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i'd give you everything i've got for a little peace of mind...
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