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Trespassing

May 1, 2013
By WrittingisFreedom BRONZE, Suring, Wisconsin
WrittingisFreedom BRONZE, Suring, Wisconsin
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Trespassing: Woods, dark skies, and weeping willows offering refuge. Foggy windows, quickened pulses, tangled legs, and finally the sound of release. We weren't just intruding on land that didn't belong to us, we were intruding on each other, taking what was meant to be kept for when we said...I Do.



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