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Jan 2021
ice drops from my fingertips
air crawls over my skin
i can’t escape this feeling
where do i go from here
being traced like a french girl
laying bare in your place
the only place i want to
continue to know
where do i go from here
drowning in my own skin
drowning in yours
Colleen Harrington
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Colleen Harrington  29/F/Ohio
(29/F/Ohio)   
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   Hakikur Rahman
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