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Use every finger write me onto all of your papers and all over your keyboard Doodle me a monster just to be in your hand I can live years without you but I cannot stand it it’s never too late, late* but let me hold you I’ll be the drunk thump of your thumb on a Sunday I’ll be everybody and always & nothing sail my body on quicksand grab my hand then wet windows and again with the quicksand Over. again and again
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Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 1:32 AM UTC
I want to be your type
Use every finger write me onto all of your papers and all over your keyboard Doodle me a monster just to be in your hand I can live years without you but I cannot stand it it’s never too late, late* but let me hold you I’ll be the drunk thump of your thumb on a Sunday I’ll be everybody and always & nothing sail my body on quicksand grab my hand then wet windows and again with the quicksand Over. again and again
julie-butler
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Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 1:32 AM UTC
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