Jun 2022
When clouds move aside
and let the rays shine,
life seems to be smiling.
Radiant teeth are
a mid-June sky
biting ceaselessly
into my eyes.
and let the rays shine,
life seems to be smiling.
Radiant teeth are
a mid-June sky
biting ceaselessly
into my eyes.
(30/M)
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