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hand me that one— To hold in hand, whisper my heart within its pores. To share my whims: dresses I wore sometime long past. I dare not peek To peel its peel, study the lines upon its raw. To see the same: summers now soil this time in palm.

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Written by

ashKayeH

19 / F

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Written by

ashKayeH

19 / F

Published: Aug 1, 2020
LinesWords: 1549

Notes: Summer nostalgia.
Tags: #clementine #summer #expectation #love #youth #vulnerability #nostalgia

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