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Would You

in nineteen eighty nine
I laid on my floor in a delirium
from double pneumonia
for two days
before I could get up
and go to the hospital

she took care of me
bathing me in cold water and wrapping
me in sheets that she changed every few hours
I almost died

six months later
I drove by her apartment at three in the morning
she was out front
giving head to some man in his car
when I went back later
the door was wide open
I found her passed out on the floor,
her hair sticky with cum

I fucked her and went home

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