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271 of 365

I ran my finger

in circles;

for I had missed him so.

It had been long

since I had let go

and he

had waltzed in.

His taste, his smell,

the heat down my throat.

We were reunited,

at last.

It had been so long.

Oh, old monk,

I have missed you so.

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