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Herbs & Spices

by Fleur

Like a cauldron of spice that’s been left to simmer, The shifting dunes; of sand and all it’s golden glimmer. It’s a taste of home and I’ve got a ticket to ride, Flames lick the lucid leaves you’ve drained and dried.
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