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quiet boy stepped into my looking glass and handed me his helmet years past until i noticed his long graceful hands in my hair and i turned to see where he had come from it was just past nine when i took the zucchini out of the oven and waited it was half past ten by the time he rang the bell and i sat nervous and shallow he gets lost in his own world and finds his hands in mine we stepped back from our maps and abandoned our ships i sank in with the anchors it was just last night when i realized i could love you it was three junes since i first wanted to i kissed you in the nighttime.
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 12:02 AM UTC
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quiet boy stepped into my looking glass and handed me his helmet years past until i noticed his long graceful hands in my hair and i turned to see where he had come from it was just past nine when i took the zucchini out of the oven and waited it was half past ten by the time he rang the bell and i sat nervous and shallow he gets lost in his own world and finds his hands in mine we stepped back from our maps and abandoned our ships i sank in with the anchors it was just last night when i realized i could love you it was three junes since i first wanted to i kissed you in the nighttime.
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 12:02 AM UTC
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