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Apr 2020
I can feel myself slowly falling in love.

And why does falling in love feel like falling down a well? I wasn’t pushed, but I jumped and now I find myself clinging anything.

to the air, to the silence, to the fragments of vulnerability I have yet to tell you.

For who knows what will happen when I hit the ground?
Kayla universe
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Kayla universe  18/Cisgender Female/somewhere on earth
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