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Mar 2013
Where your kisses go, stardust follows.
It will not leave my skin, it will never leave me.
These pieces of outer space were yours, and you fed them to me-
I took it all in so willingly, but now I wonder,
did you know that it meant your scent would always
be with me?
Regine Howl
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