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my father's coat

I feel more like his daughter when i wear my fathers coat fit to me with the belt worn as a sash I can’t unfold his love But I can leave...

midsommar in dalarna

Wild daisies rise Near, a sapphiric lake rests Warm earth turned anew

there's

a coup de foudre kindling while words from our last snow fall are still defrosting on my lips. This is my stupid question but is Humanity...

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