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Nov 2017
parched,
my lips
chapped.
drought,
famine.
i crave your
kisses—
the baptism
of my mouth.
i am your
follower.
submerge.
let me
drown.
Written by
Ash Seville  100/F/nowhere?
(100/F/nowhere?)   
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