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Azure
There she sat, a porcelain vase, azure and quiet, it reminded me of the girl whose eyes the comfort of the sea. Felt my body submitting itself to its own drowning. Sinking down and down to be with it, in it, to the feeling she wrapped me before.
"I'll take this", I said.
"Hoping my hands would treat this work of art better than what I did to her yesterday."
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"I'll take this", I said.
"Hoping my hands would treat this work of art better than what I did to her yesterday."
© All Rights Reserved
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