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In the freezing cold,     blood rushes inwards. Dance with me, move me     to be warm again.
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 7:39 AM UTC
Dyad - 63 -
In the freezing cold,     blood rushes inwards. Dance with me, move me     to be warm again.
12:30 - 25/06/17 State of mind: curious; deep thought.. Thoughts: from paradoxes - when affection is not received, the affected may become distant to their surroundings and begin to internalize the process of neglect. Distance is accepted when closeness is needed. Questions: How can you give what you need?
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 7:39 AM UTC
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