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Hallways filled w/bopping heads forcing their ways forward. Cologne induced, perfume of lust girls gathered at the corner preying on the old. boys slithering swiftly eyeing the young. Air clears, stripped. The scent of a single petal. She is the garden in a hall of stone. For a moment, the hallways was not a hallway. It was her.
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Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 2:04 PM UTC
Wild Love
Hallways filled w/bopping heads forcing their ways forward. Cologne induced, perfume of lust girls gathered at the corner preying on the old. boys slithering swiftly eyeing the young. Air clears, stripped. The scent of a single petal. She is the garden in a hall of stone. For a moment, the hallways was not a hallway. It was her.
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Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 2:04 PM UTC
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