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i remember how you used to trace my freckles with the tip of your index finger. it was as if each spot on the bridge of my nose, set your hands on fire. it was okay though because i have eyes just like the ocean. you always had a place to cool off. i guess you eventually realized you rather just stay inside.
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 9:42 PM UTC
i am always barefoot
i remember how you used to trace my freckles with the tip of your index finger. it was as if each spot on the bridge of my nose, set your hands on fire. it was okay though because i have eyes just like the ocean. you always had a place to cool off. i guess you eventually realized you rather just stay inside.
alexandre-uhh
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 9:42 PM UTC
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