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in the middle of the night when everything is at its quietest i feel a tug at my hair i feel a nudge in my side i feel the pull of my hand i feel a restlessness in my body something is calling me a distant land or perhaps a forgotten muse something is calling me and i cannot wait to answer
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 8:46 PM UTC
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in the middle of the night when everything is at its quietest i feel a tug at my hair i feel a nudge in my side i feel the pull of my hand i feel a restlessness in my body something is calling me a distant land or perhaps a forgotten muse something is calling me and i cannot wait to answer
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monique-olivier
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monique-olivier
23/F/South African
Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 8:46 PM UTC
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