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Aug 2015
her light will
surround you
in an amniotic trance
time will be nothing
the clouds will be everything
your hands, when you look at them dazed
will be shaking
and a feather light embrace will
send you away
how abt an angel gf tho w/ wings n everything that'd b nice too
mori
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