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Oct 2020
sometimes i cant help but wonder,
if the way i say your name leaves shivers in your spine,
if the way i whisper carelessly makes you feel safe,
if the way i push your glasses back up makes you feel small,
i cant help but wonder these things because i know how these things make me feel.
but how do they make you?
Parker
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Parker  19/Trans/The stars
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