TELEPORTING
TELEPORTING
That glance
the new no boundaries of time
filled the long voyage of solitude
with flowered fields
we skipped like gazelles when our thoughts giggled together
like chilly feet and thick socks
TELEPORTING
That glance
the new no boundaries of time
filled the long voyage of solitude
with flowered fields
we skipped like gazelles when our thoughts giggled together
like chilly feet and thick socks
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