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Changes us Our skin craves the sunlight Birds are our favorite playlist Human touch becomes a platonic desire Trust me when I say I feel you in my imagination I plan my life As if it would change drastically Humans tend to plan And be inactive
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Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 6:52 AM UTC
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Changes us Our skin craves the sunlight Birds are our favorite playlist Human touch becomes a platonic desire Trust me when I say I feel you in my imagination I plan my life As if it would change drastically Humans tend to plan And be inactive
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Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 6:52 AM UTC
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