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The more she fed me with her beautiful photographs...the more I craved her... Even if her supplies infinitely fed me...my hunger would reset endlessly... Like the sun in the morning & the moon at dawn.
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Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 1:16 PM UTC
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The more she fed me with her beautiful photographs...the more I craved her... Even if her supplies infinitely fed me...my hunger would reset endlessly... Like the sun in the morning & the moon at dawn.
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Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 1:16 PM UTC
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