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Progeny A glance from those loud liquid eyes melt any bricks I’ve laid inside like flame to candle wax. A minute of that bell chime laughter eliminate days when time was mine and thought of myself was singular chatter. A smile from those twinness lips, which happen to be mirrored reduction, crest the tide of my ocean smashing any silly notion that it ever was about me. |
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