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10 min
I Feel Myself
gala's video diary 2.3
Swim, Gala, the shape of liquid falling, smooth cave walls shaped round and long, deep into you, sticky and wet. A sun color sinking its teeth into your surface, the light which shines from you when you're sleeping. Pink-shelled shallows skimming fleshed tips of muscle, thought and practice, liking it, your gold ring pushing through to. The actuality of your skin.
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