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4d
Fire kissed her throat, a burning rose,

and fearless, she entered the cold embrace—

the water, a mirror of shattered stars,

her closed eyes carved constellations,

as the universe spun softly in her veins.
Since I can swim here anytime even I the Winter alone in the cold seas, I have a tendency to float staring at the sky, the stars and listening to the hum of the Earth. I am truly amazed at how small and insignificant we are. Okay I've done this drunk too many times also.
Emma
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Emma  F/Malta
(F/Malta)   
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