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Mar 5
countless nights where I reached out across the sheets and into oblivion hoping to be met by the soft skin and sarcastic grin that used to be there in the shadows of a whiskey sour kiss
Sawyer Gowans
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Sawyer Gowans  28/M/Earth
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