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Dec 2013
the *** ran through me
and it was good
it was strong
burning in my chest
warm
kind
honest
to the point of regretful memories
i need them
and so do you
Sofia Sunrise
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Sofia Sunrise  a place
(a place)   
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   sassybutsweet
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