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May 2015
I'd rather it eat me
Than the other way around
Walking, like floating over ground
The satisfaction of slipping through a fence
Seeing light between my legs
Light
But I know it's really dark
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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