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a desire to know every muscle governing the movements in your face that bring smile from lapsed synapse explodes from my meridians with your name on the lips of every captain to my ships in hopes that my tired thoughts could find a home in a harbor not far from your heart
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Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 10:43 PM UTC
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a desire to know every muscle governing the movements in your face that bring smile from lapsed synapse explodes from my meridians with your name on the lips of every captain to my ships in hopes that my tired thoughts could find a home in a harbor not far from your heart
TomLeveille
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Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 10:43 PM UTC
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