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Mar 30
your eyes trace my skin
count my freckles
reel me in

my breathing is heavy
the space between us is thin
kiss me already
either way, you win

i've tried to change my mind
practice what i preach
go back in time

when you think of me at night
wrapped up in your thoughts
hunt for me, lover
tell me what you find.
Niamh Collins
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