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. We converse without words... Just shudders and crests of bated breaths. Tingles that resonate between echoing beats. We speak without voice... Just deep gazes that peer endless into bottomless eyes. Subtle blinks that freeze the ticks of relentless hands. We talk without sounds... Just slight quivers between parted lips. Holding the other captive in a gentle clasp. We part with no farewell... Just two wilful wisps darting on separate courses. Knowing that paths that meander may someday converge. .
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Dec 3, 2016
Dec 3, 2016 at 7:00 PM UTC
Wilful Wisps
. We converse without words... Just shudders and crests of bated breaths. Tingles that resonate between echoing beats. We speak without voice... Just deep gazes that peer endless into bottomless eyes. Subtle blinks that freeze the ticks of relentless hands. We talk without sounds... Just slight quivers between parted lips. Holding the other captive in a gentle clasp. We part with no farewell... Just two wilful wisps darting on separate courses. Knowing that paths that meander may someday converge. .
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Dec 3, 2016
Dec 3, 2016 at 7:00 PM UTC
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