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Feb 2020
Our fingers, interlaced.
I am transported.
Our eyes, locked.
We are in a space known to us alone.
Our hearts beat in unison.
An experience is created.
Here we will brave the end of days...
Tranquil.
Consciously ignorant.
Falling in love and creating a shared space that’s like a world outside of reality
Written by
Indigo
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     ---, --- and Anastasia
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