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Apr 2020
A love so brittle it might as well be bound in papyrus.

The faintest of smiles would rekindle it though, and etch more scriptures onto once bony, stony hearts.
Kiss me, on the forehead.


Autumn Love, Spring Romance Of 2017.

September 2017.
Batchelor
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Batchelor  30/M/Singapore
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