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Jul 2018
I'll whisper my secrets
to the stars and pray
you are far, far away,
because my darkest
desires, and
wildest dreams
were not meant for you,
my dear.
They were meant for the
boy with the tree at his
spine and
all of my fantasies
on his
fingertips.
Payton Hayes
Written by
Payton Hayes  Oklahoma City
(Oklahoma City)   
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