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steady hands, ready hands unplanned affection, genuine emotion witnessed by colored noises and ignorant minds, curious eyes was i too good? to be kissed by a saint, by an angel whose wings were clipped, were drowned in a sea of lullabies in the most appropriate place in The Most Appropriate Place i sunk in my seat i grew in the heat of the moment i saw grace in the moment i held grace itself.
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May 9, 2017
May 9, 2017 at 9:13 AM UTC
i held grace itself
steady hands, ready hands unplanned affection, genuine emotion witnessed by colored noises and ignorant minds, curious eyes was i too good? to be kissed by a saint, by an angel whose wings were clipped, were drowned in a sea of lullabies in the most appropriate place in The Most Appropriate Place i sunk in my seat i grew in the heat of the moment i saw grace in the moment i held grace itself.
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May 9, 2017
May 9, 2017 at 9:13 AM UTC
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