viente tres.

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hold my hand and step with me into the black absense. it's dark, but the light in your eyes guide. let us stand and undress from our mortality and strip into our celestial incandescence. and then may we lay upon the bed, pillowed by galaxies and set to rest for eternity.

lay with me
11.25.19

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