Arms hugging embrace Nails rake trails across my back Fait accompli flirt
With change There is no magic dissolve It's just one thing fading out As another thing fades up Simultaneously Rather than consecutively Something Takes another's place Becomes the thing Less abrupt as cut More contemplative than a wipe
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The difference between winners and losers. Winners know how to palm cards
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