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Feb 2018
i let my fingers dance across my skin-
near places you performed wonders;
instead of coming,
i cried.
it's late and i probably shouldn't have posted this.
kayla
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kayla  17/F/Alabama
(17/F/Alabama)   
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   b, alex and Andreea Iacob
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