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Whatever was that sapling between us growing steadily without sun? Did it beg for the sea-washed crook of your arm? To sit in our garden ‘til dawn?
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Jul 18, 2023
Jul 18, 2023 at 2:40 AM UTC
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Whatever was that sapling between us growing steadily without sun? Did it beg for the sea-washed crook of your arm? To sit in our garden ‘til dawn?
[06-2019]
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Jul 18, 2023
Jul 18, 2023 at 2:40 AM UTC
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