Touch
It’s not
a matter of
how little
or how much,
but only
of how well
we touch.
© Copyright 2017 William S. Friday
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It’s not
a matter of
how little
or how much,
but only
of how well
we touch.
© Copyright 2017 William S. Friday
I love touching well and often. Beautiful.
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If you can’t touch well, touch often. If you can’t touch often, touch well. If you can touch well AND often, touch all the fucking time ❤
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You said it, Bill. Sweet.
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Thank you, Don. Sometimes seventeen words are worth a thousand.
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The thought that entered my mind is “I’ve lost my touch”. Luckily not with all people, but I have some touching to do. Thank you.
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Very touching Bill. (I’m sure you are screaming right now at all the touch puns). When it comes to touch, I’ll take quality over quantity every time, otherwise I feel like I’m being mauled by a tiger (which might actually be appealing to some).
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