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It's been two weeks since we last saw each other in my patron's boat.

And I'm here, lonely house, just thinking about you.

About the way you touched me, the way you looked at me, the way you made me feel.

And I think about you every night and day and I lay in my bed.

And I touch myself and think about the way you touched me the first time.

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