IF I were to go to the beach (I should do that more often, I like the was the sand flows through my toes and fingers, and how it feels on the soles of my feet), and some chick asked me to rub lotion on me, I'd refuse. 1) I can do it myself, thank you!! ! 2) I'm occupied anyway (apparently I'm good-looking, how convenient) and 3) It'd be an odd circumstance that I would be wearing a bikini and a girl asked for the lotion thing. If it was a guy... I'd be further away from him than the Moon would be to Earth.
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I was sad when I found that she left
But then I found
That I could speak to her,
In a way
And sadness turned to comfort
We all go there