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Holy

Holy, holy. these are the words he murmurs into your skin, language of prayer, language of divinity, language of worship.

 
 

holy, holy, holy. he whispers it into your crook of your neck, rolls the words into the hollow of your throat, into your bones, into your sharp edges. holy, holy, holy. a mantra. a litany. a prayer.

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