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Sep 2019
1:53
in a circle
and we could be blue;
as a point of posture
we are DEFINITELY
on the carpet.  

and i'm not sure of the spelling
but i want you to work me baby.

call me the sands;
we're a statement away
from becoming the sun.

my heart grows.
Lucas
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     Fawn and DivineDao
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