When choice doesn't really
matter anymore
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When fantasies are the
only hope
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When passivity becomes
the norm
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When rendezvous belong to
fiction
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When lust just becomes
a gaze
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When young flesh becomes
untouchable
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When intimacy can be only
two dimensional
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When eroticism becomes
just another burden
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When time already has
departed.
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When loose change might
buy some tenderness
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When intimidation grows
with frailty
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When once one would have
looked; one doesn't care
anymore.
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When life begins to lose the
livable edge.
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When voyeurism becomes
a daily routine.
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When only memory
reminds you of the other.
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When window shopping
becomes a highlight
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When longings take a back
seat to your pets.
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When air-castles satisfy
the daily monotony.
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When strawberries and
cream are out of flavor.
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When fantasy is as tired as
your wicked bones.
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When middle-age becomes
obsolescence
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When age feels like a
crime you haven't
committed.
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When love becomes an act
of struggle.
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When currency can
exchange time with
timelessness.
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When street corners offer
simple companionship
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When courage has left
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When no more departures
can be expected.
|
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When a river and no cash divide you from
youthful bliss.
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When everyone envies the other.
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