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Absinthe Poetry.

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Reads 276
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Parts 51
Time 29m

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WARNING THE WRITING IN THIS BOOK MAY BE TRIGGERING :

Talking with you is like Morse code, 
To the world it doesn't make sense, 
But to us the words and taps mix in a beautiful melody.



One tap.  I like you.

Two taps I want you .




Three taps. I think I'm in love










Four taps.




Radio silence and I still love you.All Rights Reserved

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