April 2021
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I have known you. The one who sits in the darkness. The one who fades into the shadows. The one who hides and lingers in silence. Cautious to be seen. Mingling in preservation. Dimming any light that caresses your being. I urge for your reconsideration. Break free. Allow yourself to shine. Let your voice flow
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He whispers… Miles away and yet I still quiver. Mere thoughts emerge, The blood pushes through my veins. I am a muse to his fantasies. He surrounds me in winds that softly caress my skin. I feel his embrace. His hold more intense each second. I’m swept away into a sensual abyss. Whirling innuendos weaving
Living Life from A to Z by Cyn Mar 