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Dec 2020
I don't need to feel your flesh,
Be innocent,  - it's so fresh,
You are my new moon, - stay,
Stay in my little mind, - blind me,
I'll hold you tight, tight
I won't let you go into words.
Maria Mitea
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Maria Mitea
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