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Jul 2018
the mist from my dope
coping mechanism
tickles my nose and my lips

the corners of my mouth
pulled upward as my eyes
turn to slits

i sink into the couch

cuddle my dog

ahhh, i ******* love this
elle jaxsun
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elle jaxsun  32/Non-binary/🛸
(32/Non-binary/🛸)   
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