#TheNew °°°° Christina Vantzou - Some Limited and Waning Memory
Floating in the night.
Simply floating without thinking, looking down at your own body, not recognizing it, caressing its face. Kissing it as if it were a deity, the unique daughter of creation.
Floating in the night.
Simply floating without thinking, looking down at your own body, not recognizing it, caressing its face. Kissing it as if it were a deity, the unique daughter of creation.
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