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I can never really tell If the tide is high or low or if it’s going out or coming back in and I don’t really know much about the phases of the moon and if it’s waxing or waning but I know that when you hold me the gaping void that usually corrupts my soul is finally gone and for once I am actually whole
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Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 2:45 AM UTC
My heart is the moon cycle
I can never really tell If the tide is high or low or if it’s going out or coming back in and I don’t really know much about the phases of the moon and if it’s waxing or waning but I know that when you hold me the gaping void that usually corrupts my soul is finally gone and for once I am actually whole
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Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 2:45 AM UTC
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