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Apr 2014
i want you to tangle your fingers in my fields of hair and daisies and pull me close to you like i am an oxygen mask and you are on a plane that is higher than you ever thought you'd be.
i either adore run-on sentences or awfully short ones. shoot me if you disagree.
Marly
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Marly  the crawlspace
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