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baths.

by @liz-paola

We have romanticized the idea of a large ceramic bowl an area to potentially suffocate lay until water drops body temperature sticky humidity is this sweat or water cinnamon scented and flavored snafu: flames singe my nostrils with your desserts naked and vulnerable but completely content I am stewing in ceramic bowls
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