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Oct 2020
Lay me down, without the tears
and I’ll tell you all about the sweet vinyls
the playing music coursing through the air
The warmth of your embrace enveloping well

Like Peter, to never age
Like Wendy, to never change
I’ll lay my soul, as restless it may be
in this very cabin, where you loved me.
Andrea
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Andrea  22/Genderqueer
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