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Jul 26
‪waiting for you in the sun, fluffing the clouds around me because they are beautiful, too; I wear the strands of grass as though they are lace straps, I allow fibers of river water to flow from my crown’s pores — I dip my brush in moonshine, apply to my lashes, dotting myself with gems‬
Written by
acacia  F/orbis
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