| her_golden_finger_is_on_her_lips | ||
| blueberries |
"shhhhhhh, shhhshhhhhhh." she tells me to stop talking. i am the quiet boy now. i am listening to her heartbeat in the darkness that swallows us. in the night that whispers our names, both of them together at the same time. |
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| ClairE | I hope she doesn't have the golden_touch. | 011211 |
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| hey now! | but the golden touch is a good thing, right? | 011211 |