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Nov 2015
Somehow, he lured me
into kissing him again and again
until the only taste I know
is coming from his lips
and the only reality
I am capable of living
is the one I found
in between his breathing
when he opens his mouth
to whisper my name
AM
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AM  Jakarta, Indonesia
(Jakarta, Indonesia)   
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