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Tawara
Tawara
23/F/canada I am home and all the warmth your withering heart longs for.
Energy flowing into those little fingers as they ran across the keys making my head to spin and my thoughts scatter all over. But then again, with so much force they produce magnificent sounds and I see my future right ahead. My broken heart mended and my torn skin regenerated. Marvellous, as I watched those little fingers play my thoughts to sleep and I, nodding slowly to the rhythm in my head.
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Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 4:35 PM UTC
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