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Your fingers of mesmer Trace patterns on me, Your words are the pavement; Your eyes are the sea Treading in words That flood to the brink; Your presence, my muse Your essence, my ink.
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Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 12:59 AM UTC
Maples
Alexithymia
Your fingers of mesmer Trace patterns on me, Your words are the pavement; Your eyes are the sea Treading in words That flood to the brink; Your presence, my muse Your essence, my ink.
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