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Trace the scars at her back. You'll find a constellation. Trace her tears when it streaks down her cheeks. You'll find a lonely river. Trace her hair strands. You'll find an aromatic flowerbed. Trace her fingertips. You'll find hurricanes and tornadoes. Trace her soul. You'll find yourself.
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 8:20 PM UTC
trace her
Trace the scars at her back. You'll find a constellation. Trace her tears when it streaks down her cheeks. You'll find a lonely river. Trace her hair strands. You'll find an aromatic flowerbed. Trace her fingertips. You'll find hurricanes and tornadoes. Trace her soul. You'll find yourself.
lunar-love
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 8:20 PM UTC
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