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My hand remembers intensely. It sweats mist. In the depth of the scratches, you turn. With the tear that was not forgotten, dripping.
By Νelly's Art30 minutes ago in Poets
I seek freedom. Like that of the suffering moon. The one that gazes sweetly with loving eyes,
By Νelly's Artabout 3 hours ago in Poets
