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my hands are a clamshell open little beneath the blue around me I await the red to come to smother fill me Full because in this world where blues are cold our bodies are red and mine's waiting for you
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Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 9:20 AM UTC
reds and blues
my hands are a clamshell open little beneath the blue around me I await the red to come to smother fill me Full because in this world where blues are cold our bodies are red and mine's waiting for you
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Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 9:20 AM UTC
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