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Dec 2017
Touch me again

Fluorescent light is getting in my eyes

I’m thinking about where your hand was the other night

When I think of you talking;
I can hear the vibrations your voice makes

I know what your blur looks like;
Because I’m always looking at you from the side of my eyes
Written by
Angle Angel  28/Non-binary/Utah
(28/Non-binary/Utah)   
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