Hidden Dimples and Butterfly Wrists

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Parts 6
Time 52m

"You found my dimples and gave me butterfly wrists."

Following a boy with stained pillows and cough riddled lungs exploring his relationship with a boy who possesses salty lips and shaky hands. 

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boyxboy lgbt lgbtq poetry

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