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When I think of you I think of Bergamot And flowers And the artists that So carefully grow them To be pressed into Pages Protected beneath Gentle words And the clouds That linger Soft on cold Sunday mornings and when I think of you I soften too

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melaniepaulos

27 / F / American

For You?

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melaniepaulos

27 / F / American

Published: Nov 15, 2022
Time: 1m

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