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The coldness seeps onto my skin, While my fingers run down your back, Like the surface of the porcelain bowl.
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Sep 8, 2020
Sep 8, 2020 at 11:37 AM UTC
Porcelain
The coldness seeps onto my skin, While my fingers run down your back, Like the surface of the porcelain bowl.
#cold#love
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Sep 8, 2020
Sep 8, 2020 at 11:37 AM UTC
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