Whether behind me oraside me tobind to me orarise to myeyes to remind me of the pastwith me,or the path with me that neither of we,of ustook,I notice yourlack of head on approach.How you sneak now to myperiphery when myhead on is hazy ora little dilated yousuddenly appear becausemaybe now is the best time forContinue reading “THC”
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