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Catharsis (Triolet) by wilco

Three flights of stairs and a bottle of wine upwards into her apartment. Walking with fingers intertwined up three flights of stairs and a bottle of wine. Her eyes are beaming, I'm closing mine and contemplating a swift descent. Three flights of stairs and a bottle of wine upwards into her apartment.

Tintagiles 20-May-04/7:02 PM
Zounds. Up a bottle of wine. No wonder you feel like you're going to fall down the staircase.




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