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Her breath was halcyon We were my axiom; I was her peace Piecing pictures out of nothing Pretty words, I caught her bluffing Then the release
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Jul 31, 2019
Jul 31, 2019 at 11:06 PM UTC
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Her breath was halcyon We were my axiom; I was her peace Piecing pictures out of nothing Pretty words, I caught her bluffing Then the release
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Jul 31, 2019
Jul 31, 2019 at 11:06 PM UTC
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