The one hundred and fifty-fourth thing I love about us is gossiping with you about our yams!
Like, "Whooooo! Did you hear MSG and Akane earlier today? They inspire me!"
How could I not have heard? I'm not deaf.
Soft, so soft, your lips against mine. I am grazed by their grace and drunk on their wine. We touch and we taste, endlessly divine engrossed...
How could I not have heard? I'm not deaf.
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