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Jan 2018
as we were falling
our feathers
were
bruised
we woke
up together
she kissed me
she heard me
my *******
echoing
her
hands on me
her breath
on mine
write
she
touched me
?












...
..
.
one muse
...
branded glaciers GE
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branded glaciers GE
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     okay honeys, Leeann Rose and TSPoetry
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