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Aug 2019
The anticipation: the moment before the line picks up,
one compelling split second before I hear your voice.

Hello?

And the ember keeps its light.
Would I ever have enough of you? I miss you.
Sorcier d'argent
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Sorcier d'argent  27/M/Berlin
(27/M/Berlin)   
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