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Mar 2019
I don’t fear getting lost
in your eyes,
I fear getting lost in your voice.
I see myself in those eyes
and  I see my home.
Your voice, though-
it can swallow me whole
with all your little words
and I would
never return.
Mitch Prax
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Mitch Prax  27/M/Australia
(27/M/Australia)   
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