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  <updated>2009-07-07T02:10:21Z</updated>
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    <title>A new crush</title>
    <published>2009-07-07T02:10:21Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm always excited to have a new crush. I call it a crush because it rarely turns into anything more than that. Sometimes it happens at first site. Other times it doesn't happen until the second siting or even years later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it happened almost right away. He showed up at my work right before I was closing up. He was in a security uniform and was there to help me clear people out. He immediately made me nervous. I couldn't tell his age. He's the first guy to introduce himself to me with a nice firm handshake in a really long time. He also seemed to be following me around...and the more he did that, the more nervous I got. I guess you can say I am a bit shy at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I haven't stop thinking about him, really...and how we had the entire building to ourselves. I should have been alot more friendly.</content>
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    <title>To ever touch you would be too much</title>
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    <content type="html">I almost touched you today&lt;br /&gt;reaching behind you&lt;br /&gt;to grab hold of something else&lt;br /&gt;and then I walked across the room&lt;br /&gt;looking back at you once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at how your hidden eyes had followed mine &lt;br /&gt;until they met &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you walk by&lt;br /&gt;still without a touch&lt;br /&gt;I swallow the minute&lt;br /&gt;that was given to me&lt;br /&gt;to spend with you</content>
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