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Fingertips trace a searing path down my spine. How can so many stand so close and not burn with me?
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 1:06 PM UTC
Fingertips
Fingertips trace a searing path down my spine. How can so many stand so close and not burn with me?
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35/F/Virginia
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 1:06 PM UTC
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