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Jan 2021
it is a matter of being touched
by this freedom-heavy sunrise,
a matter of feeling like a blossom
exploding into the smallest quiet pieces
that melt into this velvet blue moment
in the universe andβ€”

I don't want to wipe this dreaming
from my eyes

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 29, 2020
PorcelainTears
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PorcelainTears  100/F/soot-dark garden
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   Amber Heaney
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