I know her name. She knows mine. I cannot tell a lie, this woman is cute- as cute as cute can be. Her hug’s grip was that of a vice. Her hug’s grip was tight. Is it too much to say I love her? I think I have a crush. Married with children - that’s her alright. Married with children. Love her? I just might. It’s night and it’s her I’m thinking of. Her hair is straight. She’s awfully skinny, but this works for her. Her hug was like a vice. I had to catch my breath. I know she felt it. Right? She’s a friend- a friend of mine. She’s awfully cute. I wish I could see her, even just for one more time. I know her name and she knows mine. I know her name. Her name is fine.
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