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It is the soaring The arched back Weightless You must have chaos inside you To give birth to a dancing star Dancing Star Alive reaching To speak to guide The chaos inside Everything all at once The arched back Sound of heels on a marble floor in a big quiet room Filled with art Huge external sound of the ***** A ticket Inside To get lost Found All at once The table The glassware The cocktail The landscape The love The company The clothes The beautiful shape The taught and soft skin The text Can’t contain Everything all at once The arched back Flying The flight is worth the fall.
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Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 2:53 PM UTC
Blood Sweat and Tears
It is the soaring The arched back Weightless You must have chaos inside you To give birth to a dancing star Dancing Star Alive reaching To speak to guide The chaos inside Everything all at once The arched back Sound of heels on a marble floor in a big quiet room Filled with art Huge external sound of the ***** A ticket Inside To get lost Found All at once The table The glassware The cocktail The landscape The love The company The clothes The beautiful shape The taught and soft skin The text Can’t contain Everything all at once The arched back Flying The flight is worth the fall.
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rita-powell
41/F/Boston
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 2:53 PM UTC
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