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Listen to her smile Look at her sighs Taste her fears Touch her words Smell her thoughts Feel her being . Her smile speaks Her sighs have colour Her fears are bland Her words are wax Her thoughts like smoke Her entire being.... Is different. And it demands to be felt differently.
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 1:34 PM UTC
Demand for Muddled Senses
Listen to her smile Look at her sighs Taste her fears Touch her words Smell her thoughts Feel her being . Her smile speaks Her sighs have colour Her fears are bland Her words are wax Her thoughts like smoke Her entire being.... Is different. And it demands to be felt differently.
theunfeelinghuman
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 1:34 PM UTC
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