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■ n_everending story
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She came with that uncharted skin
to span me over the senses like a smog. A love I couldn’t mould. She smote me away under the cloven clay she chiseled in my spine rough fingers into strip mine her outcropping kisses etched on my mouth with no aseptic ruth. Except her heart, she was all stone-proof.
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