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I love the color palette of this photograph as much as I love her face like a overly-sensitive puppy after surgery put under sunlight. Such fluent hands, such kind and delicate wrists, such smooth, calm arms. 

"with the blood in my pulmonary circulation, contaminated by your betrayal
applying darkness onto the immortal eyelashroots of yours
your apocalypse horsed lips
I snuggled the most to your lips!" 
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(translated to english by me)