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Shadows from the leaves morphed into phases of the moon on your spine. They ran in circles, in quiet company of ethereal moths and spiders.
They'd found a globe under your skin and, wordlessly, they showed me the world I wanted to live in.

I Try To Keep my Skeletons In

by MirroredBlack

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