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606 Blame It On Sunday [09 June 2004]
Without willing it, My heart has somehow found itself wanting you. Who would have thought, given our shaky beginning? I blame it on Sunday. On the closeness of your body when sitting next to mine. I blame it all on … Continue reading
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Tagged 2004, 24 years old, 606, blame it on sunday, freeform, johanna kaye fugitt, poem, Poetry
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