Wintery nights filled with scratchy raw throats and decadent sistersouls. She braids my hair weaving in daisies and stars, pretending to send innocence to my faded heart-shaped soul through dirty-coloured strands of hair. Restoring me
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I just realised this now.
You have the exact same birthday as me. (29th April)
You are exactly one year older than me.
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