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They weren’t hers to take but stolen kisses taste the sweetest.

She stole a lock of his hair while he was sleeping. Hers for the keeping,

and then she stole his heart.

She felt no guilt, no shame.

After all, he gave himself to her willingly.

Didn’t he?

 

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