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Love-shaped in the forest womb I kept my eyes on You. I’ve spent so long proving myself but it turns out you can’t earn sainthood after all; to be alone in the dark is to be yourself.
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Aug 14, 2013
Aug 14, 2013 at 10:36 AM UTC
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Love-shaped in the forest womb I kept my eyes on You. I’ve spent so long proving myself but it turns out you can’t earn sainthood after all; to be alone in the dark is to be yourself.
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Aug 14, 2013
Aug 14, 2013 at 10:36 AM UTC
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