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| Soma |
I feel it give way as I apply pressure fingers gently prying their way inside crackling and flaking and falling the soft core like velvet you've spent so long in the heat that any part of you could be so soft years being roasted and burned so warm and utterly inviting all that crust your hardened shell falls away into breadcrumbs leading me to who you really are |
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