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Feb 2018
We've all this stolen time
And I won't let it slip
through fingertips
that tremble in
And all this love
ready to burst into flame,
to set us to flame, to burn passion
into permanence like constellations.
Written by
JJRKelly  24/M/Chicago
   sady Joshua
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