Tag: inspiration
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“And I wish you would come home.”
Inspired. Copy. Paste. Scratch that. Erase. Deep breath, begin. The lace ribbon waist was a waste, look up at her face and trace the white space between freckles and scars and whisper when I see your eyes I see shooting stars. Like a moth to a light, must fight off another night of the temptation.…
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