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At night, I have a terrible urge to be sentimental. It's as if my insecurities are a Datura bud, lying dormant in the day, but flowering under the moon.

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leocardo_reis

M / Canada

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Written by

leocardo_reis

M / Canada

Published: May 10, 2021
LinesWords: 729

Notes: what a fucking joke that i would think to publish this
Tags: #datura #blossom #night

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