Jul 2018
They call it high for a reason -
I'm soaring above the grass,
such a vivid shade.
The clouds swirl above me,
and I breathe in the breeze.
I'm soaring above the grass,
such a vivid shade.
The clouds swirl above me,
and I breathe in the breeze.
(26/Non-binary/that mystical place...)
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