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Nov 2019
webs forming, nimble limbs
under the strain of convention,
there is a reaction that weighs the air
around us down.

and as hearts between again, practice
is forgotten and doesn't it always feel
like the first time?

again, we swear that we've never
felt quite like this before.
Written by
nianko  27/Cisgender Female/Lisbon
(27/Cisgender Female/Lisbon)   
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     --- and nianko
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