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Dec 2020
Her words were honey—yellow, warm, and sweet,
reaching the taste buds of the child in me.

And I want more...
for her to spoil me with her words.

Her words, alone.
tulipsinherpocket
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tulipsinherpocket  22/F/Philippines
(22/F/Philippines)   
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