Confide in me
Lie with me
Just let it be
Let her down
Skip a beat
Years on years
What's my rank?
Where's the heat?
Parked down which street?
Back handsprings on concrete
Lose the bet, change the sheets
Water cup button press release
Slide show detransitioning
Birds find their way home using site fidelity, a combination of reading and feeling the earth’s magnetic field, the sun’s position, the stars
Can't sleep while the
Floor boards creak
Impossible disease
Human fleas
Sweet release
Opposites repeat
Me all over you, you all over me
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