burns my fingertipsA Poem by cara
it is possible
and it could be beautiful it burns my fingertips 'cause its cold and it happens every year and i love it, and i need it, and it always ends. but it is possible, and it is beautiful. and that's love, that's love, that's love.
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Added on April 28, 2024 Last Updated on April 28, 2024 Authorcara:), IrelandAbout19. My Substack: https://caracochrane.substack.com/publish/home more..Writing
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