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Warm sheets hold you close, while I lie awake, waiting— want fades into dust.
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Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 2:40 AM UTC
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Warm sheets hold you close, while I lie awake, waiting— want fades into dust.
TheBronsonPrice
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42/M/Albuquerque
Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 2:40 AM UTC
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