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Sep 11
Your venusian string, marble powder dry to its feather-sculpted end, frail to stain my skin with its purity - delusional craving of merged entities; muse infused with surface adoration, delayed monthly my sweltering escapism.
Dedication: to a minor crush who happens to be a Taurus (hence reference to venusian); and hope to have been mutual interest or at least curiosity; using him as a muse.
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Sylindrythrae  22/Non-binary
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