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Candlewood
Poems
Aug 2019
You hurts my chest, and you melt it.
The prickly surface.
Wow.
My fingers always find my way to you.
But your longer arms,
Wow.
Hold me while we watch
Freedom Writers.
The others.
Written by
Candlewood
M/My Library.
(M/My Library.)
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