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Tied me up with strawberry laces, I've never been this open and honest before. Nibbling at my core, the feeling, the thought.

When I melt like butter; the fear is replaced with one single shout in the middle of the day. A sweaty bed, a questioning of where I am. Alone.

This feels real, and I feel alive.


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