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Sep 2017
Ever since I was little, I've said I want to travel the whole world. But now I've met you, and I no longer feel the need to see the whole world. For your eyes go deeper than any ocean, and your tongue tastes better than anything else the world has to offer; You yourself are a bunch of different little adventures.
Actually, I guess I do wanna see the whole world- my whole world.
And that is you.
i wrote this for a boy i love while he was having a suicidal episode one night.
Grace Spellman
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Grace Spellman  19/F/outer space
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