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May 2014
my heart keeps
spinning
on the open palm of your hand
like a spinning top
and it keeps catching
on the ridges
of your fingerprints
whenever you let me
slip away
to catch me
again
pluie d'été
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   Tomas Denson, s, MalaiDaisies and ---
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