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Old hands soil it seems whatever they caress but they too have their beauty when they are joined in prayer. Young hands were made for caresses and the sheathing of love. It is a pity to make them join too soon.

I'm such a girl for the living room. I really like to stay in my nest and not move. I travel in my mind and that that's a rigorous state of journeying for me. My body isn't that interested in moving from place to place.