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Jun 2019
I have the soul of a drunk.

Her legs spread out,
all silence and no heart.

Sometimes home comes to mind.
Written by
prompty  27/Cisgender Male/Portugal
(27/Cisgender Male/Portugal)   
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     Rick and Salmabanu Hatim
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