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Jun 2017
birds and bees,

****** knees,

quiet seas.


i ache for the waves of
your existence to
wash over me,
exfoliate my
dead soul and flesh with
your
salty
sweet
love
moonlit scenario
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moonlit scenario  d e e p • I N • s p a c e
(d e e p • I N • s p a c e)   
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   ryn
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