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Feb 2020
Lights wax and wane in my peripheral vision
Their lunar glow reflecting on my naked skin
So with my open arms, our kisses flow tensely
But alas I don’t know how to truly let you in
Emma Sims
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Emma Sims  Nottingham
(Nottingham)   
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