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the truest love: ask me about too perfect this I believe: that part of we humans that intersects emotion & memory retains a video not frequently reviewed, placed deep in an unlocked, unlabeled chest of drawer surrounded by keepsakes, hidden letters, scribbled napkins and a less-than-handful of stills, plain poems of raw delicacy infrequent summoned, preceded by a stray, strong thot asking no one but you, why now? what was the trigger synapse? the love, the being, blessed, cursed, known by its call letters: TOO PERFECT…
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Jul 17, 2021
Jul 17, 2021 at 11:39 AM UTC
the truest love: ask me about too perfect
the truest love: ask me about too perfect this I believe: that part of we humans that intersects emotion & memory retains a video not frequently reviewed, placed deep in an unlocked, unlabeled chest of drawer surrounded by keepsakes, hidden letters, scribbled napkins and a less-than-handful of stills, plain poems of raw delicacy infrequent summoned, preceded by a stray, strong thot asking no one but you, why now? what was the trigger synapse? the love, the being, blessed, cursed, known by its call letters: TOO PERFECT…
nat-lipstadt
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99/M/NYC/Lippstadt/Kraków
Jul 17, 2021
Jul 17, 2021 at 11:39 AM UTC
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