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Feb 2019
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my heart starts to stutter
shape shifting into shaky shards of nervousness
your words sing out to me softly and surely
soaking the side of paper i write ****** poetry on
influencing sonnets of pure sin
carefully sultry and swift
soon to be words of action
Written by
Elena  20/Cisgender Female/USA
(20/Cisgender Female/USA)   
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