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get out from thequilt blurringthe outside worldas much as valiumor phenobarbital, acocoon she canescape in, softnessto hold her, bluredges, camouflagewhat jabbed frominside and out.She doesn't wantto call the limofor the…

1. never supposeswhen she couldhave been past60 someone willpay more thanshe's ever earnedfor the pout ofher lips, theway blood colorreflects on toher nipples.She's cold andwishes there wasa different wayto make…