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She says nothing waiting hands on the table luck just an inch away from her trembling fingertips she was never asking and never demanding only hoping to hold it Thunderstorm darling searching for images of elation   just barely seen in the corner of her eyes her vision blurred when her head is turned and bliss is left unrevealed
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Aug 24, 2017
Aug 24, 2017 at 6:00 PM UTC
Beautiful things in the corner of her eyes
She says nothing waiting hands on the table luck just an inch away from her trembling fingertips she was never asking and never demanding only hoping to hold it Thunderstorm darling searching for images of elation   just barely seen in the corner of her eyes her vision blurred when her head is turned and bliss is left unrevealed
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Aug 24, 2017
Aug 24, 2017 at 6:00 PM UTC
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