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The sun wilts through The windowpane And I warm under its wings. What graceful days are these To chime away hours in solitude, To wait for resolution To a question asked again And answered only in song, Patience, And absolution

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haileyrmc

26 / F / Texas

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haileyrmc

26 / F / Texas

Published: Jul 25, 2019
Time: 1m

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