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May 2020
I cut an apple blossom from the tree
and laid it out for her,
there was still some pollen residue on it and the branches were shaking from the wind.

she saw it and smiled, and I knew It was better than any of the cards.
be real,
don't try
#mothers day #ripbukowski
Jay earnest
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Jay earnest  30/M/Socal
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