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Jumping Rope
om Ons heen
Frame om Ons heen
Tufting Together
Touch, fold, touch, touch
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shapes
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.......I was sitting on the couch

.................and felt something sharp ......................poking in my thigh.
.......When I grabbed it, I saw it was glossy and sleek yet grainy and cold.
.........I stood up and threw it in the ............................................garbage.
It left a mark on my skin, dots buried in my leg following a round shape.
My fingertips followed the dented dots.
It felt tingly but relieving to stroke.
When I sat down again, I didn’t know what te fuck was coming over me. Ultimate comfort.
Just me and a soft formless comfy cloud.
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Touch, hold, touch, touch
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Our body and that
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A small library of habits
Wringing out a cloth
Holy cow, I'm alive!
Hoe flora gaat
Lay
2024
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