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Curled, a cradle, cusping silky supple soft, aloft rustling skin prickling static afterthought. Nose in, mouth out, internal furnace burning hot, bitter winter giving way to flame that’d dim for naught.
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Feb 11, 2021
Feb 11, 2021 at 1:29 AM UTC
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Curled, a cradle, cusping silky supple soft, aloft rustling skin prickling static afterthought. Nose in, mouth out, internal furnace burning hot, bitter winter giving way to flame that’d dim for naught.
ryan-halie
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22/Genderqueer/American
Feb 11, 2021
Feb 11, 2021 at 1:29 AM UTC
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