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I find comfort in the mysterious, 
 in unspoken words. 
My skin grows in wilderness hiding in things that yearn to be touched.
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Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 6:18 PM UTC
The unseen
I find comfort in the mysterious, 
 in unspoken words. 
My skin grows in wilderness hiding in things that yearn to be touched.
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lia-cruz
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lia-cruz
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 6:18 PM UTC
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