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It's that magic touch The crackle of electricity Darting between parted lips. One hand caressing; One gripping reality. Spiraling out of control. It is real. I did not expect it. Now pretend it doesn't exist.
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Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 5:11 AM UTC
Magic Touch
It's that magic touch The crackle of electricity Darting between parted lips. One hand caressing; One gripping reality. Spiraling out of control. It is real. I did not expect it. Now pretend it doesn't exist.
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Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 5:11 AM UTC
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