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Jan 2021
you are my sunrise,
peaks of gold coloring those liquid eyes
  burning fire caressing my pale skin
   a symphony of sensations that tease and amaze
    stealing away into a numbness that opens its maw to yawn
     leaving me stranded, panting, and even more in love.
Rachel Glen
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Rachel Glen  24/F/Michigan
(24/F/Michigan)   
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   --- and Bogdan Dragos
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