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Listening to his songs she heard nothing but bad news, still she made her mind up to try to get him win or lose.
-Waylon Jennings
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Listening To His Songs She Heard Nothing

Waylon Jennings
Listening to his songs she heard nothing but bad news, still she made her mind up to try to get him win or lose.
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And she loved a man who was made out of nothing. a few hours without him and right away she’d be missing him with her whole body, sitting in her office surrounded by polyethylene and concrete and thinking of him. and every time she’d boil water for coffee in her ground-floor office, she’d let the steam cover her face, imagining it was him stroking her cheeks, her eyelids and she’d wait for the day to be over, so she could go to her apartment building, climb the flight of stairs, turn the key in the door, and find him waiting for her, naked and still between the sheets of her empty bed.
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