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Jul 2017
way
that aching vulnerability; inviting without a trace of hesitation.

walls stood tall, withstanding anything that came its way.
guards laid low, waiting for someone to sneak their way.

*“oh run baby, run. please - save me from everything that hurts.”
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   Autumn Rose
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