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May 2017
nameless acts, frowned upon the crease of their eyebrows and the purse of their lips. acts tasted by few, and by even fewer than they, held carefully on the tip of their tongue, afraid to let the act fall away, but to afraid to gulp it down. act at which most must act upon is seen as no more than a one second glance.
Written by
moyees  19/F/South Africa
(19/F/South Africa)   
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     moyees and Ryan Holden
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