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Come.
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A prisoner got this letter
from his wife.
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"After working hard all day,
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I lay my head on the table
and look at your empty chair,
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and I cry.
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In bed, I imagine
you're lying beside me.
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I don't feel your hands on my body,
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nor your soft hair
against my breasts.
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Your body was so warm.
I'm cold now.
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I miss you so much, Francois."
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Francois was next to me
at the hospital.
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He knew he was dying,
so he gave me this letter,
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because I never got one.
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I can't spell.
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She couldn't spell either.
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Come here.
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Touch me.
Touch me down there. I need it.
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Come on.
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I don't like that.
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- No, I don't like that.
- So what do you like?
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Clean skin, well-ironed,
like my Sunday best.
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I'm not afraid.
I've got thick skin.
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Where are you going?
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Out.