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do fires kiss my skin's senses not when I should be kept back at a spines distance not when I solicit crimson splashes from transients that gaze longingly from a screens distance but for the aftertaste of tenderness I often wonder if the inferno that burns in a particular shade of loneliness could be extinguished with nothing more than what you call a "hug"
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Mar 24, 2021
Mar 24, 2021 at 3:00 AM UTC
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do fires kiss my skin's senses not when I should be kept back at a spines distance not when I solicit crimson splashes from transients that gaze longingly from a screens distance but for the aftertaste of tenderness I often wonder if the inferno that burns in a particular shade of loneliness could be extinguished with nothing more than what you call a "hug"
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27/F/Texas
Mar 24, 2021
Mar 24, 2021 at 3:00 AM UTC
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