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Sep 2020
my hands wrap a moist canister,

I'll ignore your eyes,

and your life.

never was i further from the strife.

I found you floating in my dreams,

moments i was unable to believe.

for a second of you,

i would **** a large part of me.
Written by
charles  29/M
(29/M)   
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