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Jan 2019
I love(d) the way your body felt against mine.
My hands miss exploring your back,
Running through your hair, caressing your neck.
Seeing your lips move, I can't help but notice
The openings that I could slip through.

The heaven we once shared,
Is now just an unfading, unforgiving dream.
It's not romantic. It's just physical.
At least that's what I keep telling myself.
Mia Sadoch
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Mia Sadoch  20/Transgender Female/France
(20/Transgender Female/France)   
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