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Wispy

by songofjoy

Paint the clouds red I’ll enjoy the drive Hair trapped in my glasses Pretending you’re with me Tendrils of thought Escaping my grasp I fixed my car The music is blaring Hold my hand Nobody cares Grinning ear to ear Quietly existing
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29 / F / English
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songofjoy
29 / F / English
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Dec 21, 2023
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