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these mountains surround bare bones rising sharp subtle silent stratified waves of color crumble into gifts I can hold your legs strong, furred, angled against mine your mountainness impossibly I am held
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Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 11:48 PM UTC
impossible angles
these mountains surround bare bones rising sharp subtle silent stratified waves of color crumble into gifts I can hold your legs strong, furred, angled against mine your mountainness impossibly I am held
kmae
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Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 11:48 PM UTC
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