Hearing the soft soothing sound of laughter I wonder where my guts will take me next. I remember times past and get ready to throw myself into the deep end. I am throwing myself into the deep end as I run my fingers through life's intricate patterns and realise how I shall never live these patterns again unless I do so now.
Their texture is rough yet appealing. Sharp at times, though forgiving. And when the texture is sweet, its rewarding kisses know no boundaries.
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