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Jun 2017
i ached to trace the constellations in your starry cheeks,
how my fingers want to smooth down your strands of milky way hair,
how my skin would love to feel your fingers as you strum ever so gently, the orbit of my heart.
my eyes would yearn to meet yours.
two blazing celestial, circling around each other, until they collide.
been so long
yne
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yne  dont belong to no city
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