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I looked at his hands as if there was blood on them and I cursed him He stayed calm and read in my eyes the shape that he had to put on to win me His amorousness pushed boundaries We had long conversations and made future plans for the world as it should be with us shining in the middle as a sun that doesn't need to be applauded, but simply exists to share richly what it has The planets follow their orbits understanding and friendship drop down and our hands do the work Sometimes bleeding
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May 11, 2022
May 11, 2022 at 3:18 AM UTC
Sometimes bleeding
I looked at his hands as if there was blood on them and I cursed him He stayed calm and read in my eyes the shape that he had to put on to win me His amorousness pushed boundaries We had long conversations and made future plans for the world as it should be with us shining in the middle as a sun that doesn't need to be applauded, but simply exists to share richly what it has The planets follow their orbits understanding and friendship drop down and our hands do the work Sometimes bleeding
Collection "Freend"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
May 11, 2022
May 11, 2022 at 3:18 AM UTC
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