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Jun 2014
When I am with you
I find myself watching
Paper cranes fly through
Amethyst skies
And popping bubbles with my
Fanged teeth
As your webbed fingers
Capture neon fireflies
And we kiss like
Trees to the wind
Our bodies twist together
Because you're a ribbon girl
And I am tricky boy
Timaira
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