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Writer: ridarida

Updated: Nov 8, 2023

we lay tangled in the grassy meadow, with fingers sticky from sun dried figs among the pouches of sweetness fallen down from the ficcus trees. our hair drenched in the july warmth, in the garden sprouting within us.


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