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[furcoatwhore]

flower
at my end, and thicker.
shy, a long stem is waiting.
to be gently cut.

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watching with my floaty eyes.
the steadyness that seeps through you.
comforting, easy.

we creep, into a fantasyland.
where things arent so paper jammed.
hand in hand, we plan,
a brighter sky,
egyptian threads and alot of different reds.

sandwich pressed togetherness is what

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