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His mouth is on me, his hands, I can't wait and he's moving, already, love, it's been so long, I'm alive in my skin, again, arms around him, falling and water softly everywhere, never-ending.

Margaret Atwood

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Margaret Atwood
Age: 85
Born: 1939
Born: November 18
Essayist
Inventor
Literary Critic
Non-Fiction Writer
Novelist
Pedagogue
Poet
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Ottawa (Ontario)
Margaret Eleanor Atwood
Long
Already
Falling
Never
Alive
Skin
Love
Waiting
Skins
Water
Mouth
Moving
Mouths
Fall
Everywhere
Hands
Wait
Softly
Around
Arms
Ending

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