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Sep 16
Let's be buried in our favorite cuddle position,
you can be my little spoon.
We'll find the best spot for our decomposition
with a perfect view of the moon.

Sometimes, I am scared of the close
of this happy life with you.
But, our souls will start again I suppose
a story all anew.
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Day  20/Androgynous/St Louis
(20/Androgynous/St Louis)   
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