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May 2016
the sky is dark, and so are your feelings for me, but i can't stop imagining what it would be like to fill your lungs and watch your chest rise and fall in the light orange shade of the morning light.

the stars are out, and so is your kindness towards me, but i can't stop imagining what it be like if, for once, i was worth something to you.
arcane
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arcane  california
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