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let me rest my head upon your shoulder while you run your fingers through my hair. then whisper to me how i can get through this. tell me i can fight it one more time. tell me. for i fear this time i won’t win.
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Jul 12, 2020
Jul 12, 2020 at 7:16 PM UTC
what your hands do to me.
let me rest my head upon your shoulder while you run your fingers through my hair. then whisper to me how i can get through this. tell me i can fight it one more time. tell me. for i fear this time i won’t win.
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Jul 12, 2020
Jul 12, 2020 at 7:16 PM UTC
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