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Apr 2019
I want to trace constellations with my fingertips on your back.
Feel your voice on my skin and taste forever on your lips,
To hold you and leave no space between our skin.
Let's just live on borrowed air and forget that the day needs to sleep,
I want everything about you
#love
Priscillah Mazvita Mitchelle
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Priscillah Mazvita Mitchelle  33/F/Pretoria, South Africa
(33/F/Pretoria, South Africa)   
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