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Sleep Evades
Words Dance
Hearts Race
What is there to schedules that trump spontaneity?
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“Comrade, finally you’re awake.” The voice was smooth, sensual. A flickering incandescent bar was all that lit the white, sterile room. All Vladimir remembered was everything going black. He tried to move his arms and found them strapped to the gurney.
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I love this Kelley 🤩