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Jan 2021
On this winter morning
Iā€™m daydreaming
of warm summer daysprings,
blue lake glistenings,
butterscotch skin,
heartbeat quickenings,
and unmade decisions behind blue eyes.
lying in bed, on a holiday morning, the mind is free to frolic
Anais Vionet
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Anais Vionet  20/F/U.S.
(20/F/U.S.)   
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