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webs forming, nimble limbs under the strain of convention, there is a reaction that weighs the air around us down. and as hearts between again, practice is forgotten and doesn't it always feel like the first time? again, we swear that we've never felt quite like this before.
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Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 7:28 PM UTC
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webs forming, nimble limbs under the strain of convention, there is a reaction that weighs the air around us down. and as hearts between again, practice is forgotten and doesn't it always feel like the first time? again, we swear that we've never felt quite like this before.
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27/Cisgender Female/Lisbon
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 7:28 PM UTC
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