๐ฟ๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐บ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ท๐๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐
- rida
- Jul 10, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Sep 16, 2022
the sky finally melts into a bashful puddle of strawberries and liquor as the hot glob of golden liquid prepares
to slide down the horizon.
i imagine sugar grains for stars and pools of black wine for the sky. rich and strong.
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