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touch of fingertips, warm, restrained lips, and i slip.
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May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 10:58 PM UTC
we are but infinite universes sewn lovingly into flesh and bone
touch of fingertips, warm, restrained lips, and i slip.
- and love, the stars sing your name
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May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 10:58 PM UTC
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