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What happens in the hot tub, stays in the hot tub
It started very slowly
Then, it quickly got out of hand
Commencing, without warning
Without pressure or demand
It continued more rapidly
Then either could understand
It began with no previous forethought
Neither plotted nor pre-planned
Our feelings moved on so quickly
They caught us both by surprise
Wrongly, others may have supposed
This had been formerly devised
...Thursday 14th September 2023 4:16 pm
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