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#convalesce
Hold me close in your spindly arms and beckon me into harms way you know what I want and need. I fear the dark and your caress but in it I know nothingness, my sweet dreams and darkened bliss find a point on which to convalesce.
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Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 9:42 AM UTC
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