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said the Thing alone in his head “how many steps must i stay ahead of fear and self-doubt lest they figure me out and peel the skin I’ve twice shed?”
Beauty wears a short, black dress of olive silk skin. She lies poised on the couch, drained of her special sleep. Yet still, light pours His fingers...
For Stellah · You are my dear, decadent desert, My summer-thyme delight; Starlight. Tonight’s your night, for you I write. Radiant glow, fuzzed herbal...
