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sometimes I think it was easier when there were spaces in between you and I if only because friction can burn even the best of us, and hours upon hours of our bodies pressed against each other means that every move you make shakes me to my core. *it will not take us aeons to cross our oceans.*
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Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 6:05 PM UTC
on the intrepid waltz of tectonic plates
sometimes I think it was easier when there were spaces in between you and I if only because friction can burn even the best of us, and hours upon hours of our bodies pressed against each other means that every move you make shakes me to my core. *it will not take us aeons to cross our oceans.*
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Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 6:05 PM UTC
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