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Roaming down my spine are shivers Fingers, fear and dread And films reels on a loop that trickle Whispers through my head Rising in their wake the goosebumps Feather out and feel- If only for an instant what's Remembered then- is real

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33 / F

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sarah-spang

33 / F

Published: Jan 14, 2021
Time: 1m

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