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Thursday, 5 February 2015
My Soul Cries Out
My Soul Cries Out
(a poem reflecting asexual romantic desire)
a few lines:
My soul cries out
To your soul,
Seeking the nearness of yore.
(art adapted from original, possibly by Icy Andrew)
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