I want to write where you are and how you feel, yet I don’t really know. So I make up a story. I observe. I love. Hold my hand so I can read the curve of your palm.
I want to write where you are and how you feel, yet I don’t really know. So I make up a story. I observe. I love. Hold my hand so I can read the curve of your palm.
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