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Her collarbone is a basin And it reflects the stars Twinkling in her eyes When the liquid salt Fills it to the brim And drops like an irregular Waterfall down a honeyed chin
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Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 9:02 AM UTC
Her Collarbone
Her collarbone is a basin And it reflects the stars Twinkling in her eyes When the liquid salt Fills it to the brim And drops like an irregular Waterfall down a honeyed chin
TheGlennMeister
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Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 9:02 AM UTC
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