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Water falls onto my hands Its fluidity saturates my pores Its gentle flow breaks my spine I am on my knees now I am yours, alone.
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 11:45 AM UTC
Liquid Loneliness
Water falls onto my hands Its fluidity saturates my pores Its gentle flow breaks my spine I am on my knees now I am yours, alone.
jfrank0816
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 11:45 AM UTC
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