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Catch it if you can this ticking of seconds borrowed from another belonging They are slighter than most, slipping through fingers like pinched grape pips But the rushed pulp should someday make good wine

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drunkenkind

46 / M / UK

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Written by

drunkenkind

46 / M / UK

Published: Apr 23, 2022
Time: 1m

Tags: #love #loss #time #growth

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