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we flirted in the biblical senses quite properly Victorian had that dance in the middle of the party her days at learning proper prose became a flaming tempest as we snuck out past the veranda not even thinking about anything but dancing long on the moon's silent song or the leaves memory so long we floated above the stars the sky clouds her hoop skirts crinolines corsets chemise had long fallen to her knees into my arms she rushed we sailed upon the whispering breeze like floating paper lanterns glowing tied together never landing made the way to Heaven real, absorbed resolved died cucified we gathered ourselves together and I swear , though I think of her almost nightly and she haunts me , I have not seen her since. I went on to marry some rich matriarch.
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May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 4:50 AM UTC
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we flirted in the biblical senses quite properly Victorian had that dance in the middle of the party her days at learning proper prose became a flaming tempest as we snuck out past the veranda not even thinking about anything but dancing long on the moon's silent song or the leaves memory so long we floated above the stars the sky clouds her hoop skirts crinolines corsets chemise had long fallen to her knees into my arms she rushed we sailed upon the whispering breeze like floating paper lanterns glowing tied together never landing made the way to Heaven real, absorbed resolved died cucified we gathered ourselves together and I swear , though I think of her almost nightly and she haunts me , I have not seen her since. I went on to marry some rich matriarch.
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May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 4:50 AM UTC
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