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Mar 2021
it was about 3
in the afternoon
when the wind was calm
and an airy gloom

she had smiled at him,
holding books in one hand
pack in another

she looked like
perfection to him...
Written by
nicetomeetyou  13/F
     savarez and Nikkipopgun69
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