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  Jan 8 London Paris
Nemusa
Not all is alright,

but still I hold through the storm,

my heart beats steady,

a fragile but fierce ember—

I will not be lost today.
It still so early but I've been in pain since yesterday, hopefully somehow I get through the day.
London Paris Jan 8
Did you ever really feel for me
even without love rather with lust
even for a while a little while
in between the lines written in
Seductive sweats, in between
wet sheets and luxurious thighs
in between **** teeth
As we playing tug of war
Daring not to ever fall
Even if we fall
Maybe, perhaps
We shall rise again
locking lips in between the stars
and the moon, before the sun rises.
In another dimension
Galaxies away from here
Would it matter?
What if?
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