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Empress, heir to the throne of longing. Silk scarves in knots Lioness cat walk trespasses the forbidden. A soft ache inches away. Temptress of fertile roots and moistened petals. The skillful pause between worlds. Breathe to breast Let go and clench Bleed with me of blended scent. We have not met. This distance pulls too close to regret.
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Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 12:27 PM UTC
Scent of regret
Empress, heir to the throne of longing. Silk scarves in knots Lioness cat walk trespasses the forbidden. A soft ache inches away. Temptress of fertile roots and moistened petals. The skillful pause between worlds. Breathe to breast Let go and clench Bleed with me of blended scent. We have not met. This distance pulls too close to regret.
JaycubJ
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Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 12:27 PM UTC
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