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he used to call me only when it rained or the light was full of moaning a smile was drying on his face like a scammer's top hat you could cut the mist with a knife in his eyes he used to touch me like i was a chocolate wrapper he spoke with chalk between his teeth sometimes there is no progress between hello and hello
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May 4, 2023
May 4, 2023 at 11:30 AM UTC
hello
he used to call me only when it rained or the light was full of moaning a smile was drying on his face like a scammer's top hat you could cut the mist with a knife in his eyes he used to touch me like i was a chocolate wrapper he spoke with chalk between his teeth sometimes there is no progress between hello and hello
irinia
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Romanian
May 4, 2023
May 4, 2023 at 11:30 AM UTC
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