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Nov 2018
sleeping soundly, but still dreaming
our paths meet across the room
lights guide shaky hands, almost seeming
to bring me to your skin, something in bloom,
so sweet, but couldn't stop the sun's rising glow
you're perfect, yet i won't assume,
to adore you, i can dream, but never know
when i wake up can we resume?
frankie
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frankie  18/F/zzz
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