Camping


No kisses only always Kisses sometimes it's no hugs sometimes it's no food sometimes it's too much water you're so tall my whole body could fit inside of you it's always hungry hungry and I blow up I take space I'm small and fiery I don't know what I am I'm just confused bout finding you so interesting how I can't get over the little things you have to keep track of that keep you so absent-minded that all of you could fit inside of me

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