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Mar 15
Once,
I was shaken.
Alone atop a sea of clouds.
I said to you, what could only be said
Once.
And you responded,
By joining me in the sky.
Sandman, Give me the time, I said
and he did.

It has been a year.
Petrichor surrounds me.
It is about to rain.
What comes next, Chloe?
im feeling odd today. petrichor is in the air.
Aquila Venatici
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Aquila Venatici  15/Agender/United states
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