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Feb 10
No worries touch me,
the frozen mist lies blue in the sky

Drops, pink light, seven hearts
adore me adorabel Child,
had me singing like bleeding eyes

I seem to remember that
I had to retrieve my values,
because they seemed real
and yet weren’t even here

I miss them in a way that
is very different from me

Strange is a beautiful emotion
through them as I move
toward a love like you
wardsheart
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wardsheart  27/M/Belgium
(27/M/Belgium)   
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