Category: mine
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Radar
Radar with lightning precision your eyes lock on to mine we are destined for a collision light beams shooting through untouched realms of our minds we dine on a lover’s twilight that is limitless… it exists in and out of time Love Always, Esha <3
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A World Full of Stories
A World Full of Stories typewriters speak a language all their own running meters of finger strokes colliding with outside vibrations you open my day to bookmarks, ice cold sweet tea and rocking chairs i pack a bag for the trip the only journey where glasses are equipment lavender scented dreams lead…
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