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May 2020
i want to slot your nose bridge against mine
giggle when our foreheads bump
catch your lip between my teeth
exchange breaths and find that
yours tastes like my soap
stop eating my ****** soap
eat me instead
Sky
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Sky  19/F
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     ilo, Fawn and Bogdan Dragos
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