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basking in blankets of warmth; the heat from my high boils beneath my bare skin, within my soul, soothing miffed winds. i fold surrender to it, embrace its exothermic reaction.
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Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 12:45 AM UTC
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basking in blankets of warmth; the heat from my high boils beneath my bare skin, within my soul, soothing miffed winds. i fold surrender to it, embrace its exothermic reaction.
patience
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Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 12:45 AM UTC
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