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Jun 2015
Your arms and legs don't end in darkness. Like gas, your entire being fills the dark room. In the dark you swallow me whole. I feel electricity in the air, and sparks when we touch. As much as I love the day, you make me anticipate the night.
Ryan M Hall
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Ryan M Hall  23/M/Davis, CA
(23/M/Davis, CA)   
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