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The name of our love is Untitled. She is young, still, and dances. She wants to be more, wants to Project but her tides are always out tides. She is the only moon shut-in, boxed-up, hemmed; her light-shadow kisses against your midnight door.

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narvik_snow

M / Pacific NW

For You?

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narvik_snow

M / Pacific NW

Published: Sep 16, 2019
Time: 1m

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