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75 Door in/out you yank me in I yank you out you get a hand on me fondle my tumblers in a turn of your wrist I sleep bolt headlong in the wood till you unlock me in a click. Every time you tie your shoes I know you are going to swing me. You never took me further than the good-bye on your face smell of cologne and leather passing in a whiff you turn me on hinge me in. ...

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