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romance is…
Abi holds hands down the street
Soph pierces ears wonky
Pauli ties my top up at the back
Lalin scratches me with their acrylics
made of dirt made of dirt made of dirt/
when my sister and I get the sillies/
focusing on the babies/ the scale of their worries/
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