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Feb 2021
machu picchu,
my mountain of a man.
your sturdy broad shoulders
match your strong rough hands.
i get scratches on my cheeks when i summit to the peak;
exhausted from the cardio and dopamine depleted.
its always a good time being a tourist in your city.
ill be sure to come again.
no bows only rain
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no bows only rain  26/F/Columbus, OH
(26/F/Columbus, OH)   
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   Luz
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