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Jan 2018
$8.75 popcorn butter stains my fingertips sweet,
and there's salt on my lips and in my hair.

A restless hand finds yours in darkness
rudely interrupted by blue light and washes of pinks.

And I find my heart tearing itself underneath your easy smiles.
tongue-tied and shy.
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Amanda
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Amanda  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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