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Jun 2020
The sun was beaming through my sun roof today
Illuminating all of those places you've touched
And I heard your voice
Kissing my ears

I arrived at my destination
And you brushed through my hair
Using the wind as a current

That fine line between lust and insanity
I walk it
I am there.
TreyOctober
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TreyOctober  25/F/PA
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