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Jul 2020
She often dreams of him
Or Him? Or even…. her?
Large hands, a soft mouth
Enveloping completely.

But
When the dream ends
And you are rudely, abruptly awakened:
Nothing is left
But silence.
Written by
anon  22/F/uk
(22/F/uk)   
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     Molly Sea, Shubhankar Mathur, X and Imran Islam
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