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Apr 2020
i responded with my head in the clouds.
you asked me how my day is.
i can't help but giggle at you.
we are eons of history carried in flesh and blood -
stardust crafted into smiles
                  - and the most you can manage is small talk?
Kayla Flanders
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Kayla Flanders  F/East Coast
(F/East Coast)   
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