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Dec 2015
I composed w/
body & soul,
but it wasn't enough.

I touched perfection
and burned my finger.
I'll never do it again.

I am Love. I am enough.
Waiting for the rainbow,
no, I'll bow the rain on my own.
Written by
prompty  27/Cisgender Male/Portugal
(27/Cisgender Male/Portugal)   
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     chimaera, ---, lluvia de abril and m i a
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