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You are the gravity that holds me down in every way.
You are the moon that shimmers throughout my night.
You are stars that glimmer oh so bright.
Our towers will reach the highest heights.
May our bolts hp reach the lowest lows.
Uncle fleece makes my penis grow.
RGC i love my bros.
Some things are better left unsaid
but silence has its limits,
like poo.
You always know how to read between the lines,
so I trust you’ll find what’s meant for you here.
The world sees one version of us.
But there’s another version, softer, quieter,
tucked between glances and almost-touch moments.
That version?
It stays with me.
Let’s keep it where it’s safe for now.
But you know where to find it.
— Secret message to Uncle Fleece