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I dangle from the letter J holding on with a single hand to the soft curve that leads to a gentle slope Then reaching for the dotted i, so round and firm I pull it close and find my way in to U O escapes your lips and I, I can taste the T; we sipped ginger and orange slice both hot and sweet W would be too much I know not Y yet you C that which I never share but desperately want you to know
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Nov 5, 2020
Nov 5, 2020 at 8:47 PM UTC
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I dangle from the letter J holding on with a single hand to the soft curve that leads to a gentle slope Then reaching for the dotted i, so round and firm I pull it close and find my way in to U O escapes your lips and I, I can taste the T; we sipped ginger and orange slice both hot and sweet W would be too much I know not Y yet you C that which I never share but desperately want you to know
jeffrey-James
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Nov 5, 2020
Nov 5, 2020 at 8:47 PM UTC
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