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I kissed him, thinking: my wings are breaking through now -- they itch on my back.
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Jan 18, 2022
Jan 18, 2022 at 4:02 AM UTC
[ I kissed him, thinking ]
I kissed him, thinking: my wings are breaking through now -- they itch on my back.
"Maar hij wilde het zo graag dus ik kuste hem" ("But he wanted it so badly so I kissed him", 2011, Ellen Deckwitz) Collection "death on Cast"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Jan 18, 2022
Jan 18, 2022 at 4:02 AM UTC
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