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like thin slices on my fingertips of unknown origin: best guesses cascade over breakfast like bruises shaken/not stirred from your long tumbled curls.these dark waves i get lost in forever happily. but,best kissed in d# blue that you do that you do ( insert what riley taught us:here on b.b.beale st [again])
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May 19
May 19, 2026 at 8:54 PM UTC
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like thin slices on my fingertips of unknown origin: best guesses cascade over breakfast like bruises shaken/not stirred from your long tumbled curls.these dark waves i get lost in forever happily. but,best kissed in d# blue that you do that you do ( insert what riley taught us:here on b.b.beale st [again])
k_faye
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May 19
May 19, 2026 at 8:54 PM UTC
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