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Feb 2020
Quick hands and light fingers,
trace the dips in my collar bone
and skip stones down my spine.
Touches burned into my skin,
like the scars left on my heart
and on my wrists.
forgive young stupid love
Łëïçkî
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Łëïçkî  In my head
(In my head)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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