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Why can't I get that man off my mind?
Why am I so worried about him?
I mean, I don't want him to die or anything, it doesn't *look* like he has, but...
I shouldn't be thinking about him so much, not the way I am.
I shouldn't want to see him standing in that doorway right now.
I shouldn't want him to take me to task.
I shouldn't want him to yell at me and say he's taking the company back right now.
I shouldn't want him to kiss me - because he wants to.
Most of all, I shouldn't want him to take me to his bed.
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