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Jan 2018
you cannot tame her
she is as wild andΒ free
as her hair
which i love running my hands through
late at night
when all we feel
is the bliss of each other’s existence
abi evans
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abi evans  17/under the stars
(17/under the stars)   
   Alasiri T and calm
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