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Jun 2015
When my  innocent eyes meets a strangers eyes  for some time,
then breaks off,
I've learned I don't have to move my body during the break.  
Just my eyes,  opening up peripheral.  
King of his sphere
RRaaccoonn
Written by
RRaaccoonn  Las Vegas
(Las Vegas)   
  784
     ---, ---, South by Southwest and Arcassin B
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