… unremark’d

Her fingers curled around his, and suddenly, she understood why Whitman was compelled to write about holding hands amid the noise of comings and goings; their love was poetry in motion.

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Student, singer, actor, writer, yarn artist, teacher, blogger, soap watcher, beer drinker, progressive, womynist. Lactose intolerant. INTP. Black AF.

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