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Nov 2013
(every pulse is a symphony
that echoes throughout
the vaulted ceilings of my skin.
with every
beat of the rythm
warmth settles in to
my empty pores

this
here
is all i need.

play me a song.

sing me to sleep.)
lionness
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lionness  23/F/vermont
(23/F/vermont)   
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