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Collarbone cleft lip love locks, high socks   A stone in your back pocket Finding our pace, our place, tied up loose lace   Lost cute space case Divining fate with roaches and half burnt cigarettes   Exhaling minutes Waiting, getting really good at waiting   On you and you alone Hot liquid metal toenails, I want to lick your teeth   Shrine shrine, fine shrine The imperceptible deep, gradients of darkness and brine   Eyes turned skyward Caffeine and caffeine and caffeine and   Smokesmokesmoke The clouds are cold today, but the air is warm   Let's go home Teeth chewing living organisms   We exact such suffering and expect forgiveness
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33 / M / American
For You?
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33 / M / American
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May 2, 2019
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