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Jan 2020
You are the splitting peel of the clementine in my hungry hands
You are the rogue candle spark that makes my heart skip a beat-
Settling into the carpet and dimming just to soothe me.
You are the urge to press my foot to the floor-
As my favourite song comes on in the car.
You are also the song.
Silver
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Silver  26/F/Earth, maybe.
(26/F/Earth, maybe.)   
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