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Sep 2014
So much trouble perched between your lips.
A match flirting just at the edge.

All you have to do is light it
and everything bursts into flames.

But it still sits there.
Eager for something new to chase.
Light the match.
Hayley Cusick
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Hayley Cusick  30/F/Portland
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