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Apr 2018
he was looking at me now.
really looking
and he could see an adventure
i love adventures.
i want them, i love them.
... but maybe you aren't like that.

i wasn't looking back,
for fear I'd make
a happy ending less likely.
i waited
all the way until he'd
closed his eyes
for me to safely open mine.
written through blackout
Rae
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Rae  20/F/Oklahoma
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