 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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