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Aug 2022
she ran when she felt
what such sweet silk
could come from
such dark linens.
drove away by the
fullness of his singing
heart and its flushing into
her cheeks. it was his
curse. to lose all that they
ever knew precious from
the sounds of his own
mouth: how he had
to watch as they left.
observations of a band.
Tyler
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Tyler  24/M/PA
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