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Oct 2018
i am the *** waiting for the last turn of the hob until it boils over

i am the glass waiting for the last drop of wine until it spills

i am the frightened child sitting in the dark waiting for someone to turn on the light

i am the frightened child sitting in the dark hoping nobody will turn on the light
the existential romanticist
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the existential romanticist  F/amongst the stars
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     Fawn, Maddy, Dani, Vinyldarling, JL Smith and 2 others
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