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translucent

by chlorofilled

Xe gazes numbly at xyr feet; conveniently topping off xyr arms shaped like a wispy orb. Xe swipes at a purple fruit, The fruit stands still, and xyr hand slips through; Why couldn't I have been born tangible?

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Oct 21, 2014

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