Tinder
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2 min readMar 27, 2020
It’s hidden in your pocket,
the silver key to the mirror world
What are your fingers hunger for?
A gentle touch or passionate love…
Maybe, you want something different,
I can hear a stronger roar.
You want no lust, but a scent deeper,
You wish to belong…
A stone to polish your ego,
A door to a fantasy world,
A place for the fake I to roam