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Aug 2021
I believe the night was smiling
when I found out your lips
were 4th of July fireworks
on some long-exposure ****.

it's not ****, I mean.
I mean.
dot.
dot.
dot.

I'm chasing shadows, I'm sorry.
B E Cults
Written by
B E Cults  30/M/hendersonville tn
(30/M/hendersonville tn)   
65
   Imran Islam
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