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The afternoon light
The afternoon light on the resting skin of your belly as we lie afterward and talk is the first sunlight that has reached me in weeks.
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The most awful thing of all is when the magic dies, or rather hides itself from our adulting eyes unlike when we were kids and, thinking l...
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The afternoon light on the resting skin of your belly as we lie afterward and talk is the first sunlight that has reached me in weeks.
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This life I live is a desert of knowing. I see others pass in distant caravans against the hazy horizon, suspicious clans of silhouetted s...
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