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You're afraid of the fire every time you see it every time you put your hand out to the fire you pull it away you pull your fridged hands back inside the handwoven pocket are you afraid shes different? why are you afraid of the fire? why are you afraid of getting burned? i put my hand gently in her hair I kiss her soft lips the fire.... the fire doesn't burn it feels warm against my umber skin I don't feel cold in the fire why are you afraid of the fire? the fire shares the same oak as us I love the fire on my skin
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Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 1:19 PM UTC
The Fire on You
You're afraid of the fire every time you see it every time you put your hand out to the fire you pull it away you pull your fridged hands back inside the handwoven pocket are you afraid shes different? why are you afraid of the fire? why are you afraid of getting burned? i put my hand gently in her hair I kiss her soft lips the fire.... the fire doesn't burn it feels warm against my umber skin I don't feel cold in the fire why are you afraid of the fire? the fire shares the same oak as us I love the fire on my skin
Nidhi
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Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 1:19 PM UTC
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