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In the end, I finally set out to fly as I was told it were order of maturity. The sky passing many colours stars conversing with my dreams I felt content. On this journey I went The wind conspired many temptations But I let my wings find their destination My eyes closed, I took in the feeling of letting go… When I opened my eyes, not only was temptation before my eyes, I wondered if I’d set out too late… I’d have been blind not to lick my lips When a black cloth hung on his pale skin teasing my venturing desire, Self aware… I don’t remember how when my sense came My hands were hanging around his neck He and I…
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Nov 30, 2021
Nov 30, 2021 at 2:35 PM UTC
Ceaseless
In the end, I finally set out to fly as I was told it were order of maturity. The sky passing many colours stars conversing with my dreams I felt content. On this journey I went The wind conspired many temptations But I let my wings find their destination My eyes closed, I took in the feeling of letting go… When I opened my eyes, not only was temptation before my eyes, I wondered if I’d set out too late… I’d have been blind not to lick my lips When a black cloth hung on his pale skin teasing my venturing desire, Self aware… I don’t remember how when my sense came My hands were hanging around his neck He and I…
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Nov 30, 2021
Nov 30, 2021 at 2:35 PM UTC
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