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[anaisdjuna]

Tip-toeing nowhere.

When I stand upright. When my eyes peek out from beneath a sigh halted and my neck lifts straight, the tip of my nose tells my secret in code. A distant beauty reaches timid and strong into the whispers of the interstitial, pulling through the hollows of my collarbones.

Comments

[brian1789]

Strong beauty is better than none?

[anaisdjuna]

That is true, Brian. Thank you.