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it was with me, intimate as a lover’s kiss like invisible wings, just the feathers that had darkened a bit an inescapable shadow i was passively existing in.
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May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
the strings are hurting
it was with me, intimate as a lover’s kiss like invisible wings, just the feathers that had darkened a bit an inescapable shadow i was passively existing in.
will you break them for me?
JacMug
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May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
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