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Mar 10
I want to be in that world
Where words can dance. As they were meant to -
Sideways
When they want. Sometimes in numbers,
Sometimes each to each to kiss and catch a secret
Streams made of dreams from nights
Of years ago. When things were different
And the same. Take care of them.

Take care of them.
And possibly, a cold..
Isabella Rossi
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Isabella Rossi  30/Other/United Kingdom
(30/Other/United Kingdom)   
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