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when my toes sprout wings and surprise you
with wondrous, and nimble things.
turning your eyes into teeth that bite.
the skin, burning for your touch.
will you plead with me to stay?
when my toes sprout wings and surprise you
with wondrous & nimble things.
turning your eyes into teeth that bite, the skin
burning for your touch
will you plead with me to stay?
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