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Oct 2020
the gentle hands that wrap around my throat,
the decorative jewels of bruises,
the pale flesh that inspired poetry,
kissed by the silver blade
as i kneel in the scaffold
29 octobre 2020
06:33 am
a wandering voice
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a wandering voice  20/F/pluto
(20/F/pluto)   
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   ---, CL, Fawn and Traci Sims
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