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Nov 3
Sleeping beneath the shell of my once beloved;
enduring cold, letting the depths of winter unfold.
For spring to come, where I shall plant thy seeds anew,
because I loved to caress the withered petals too.

© fey (03/11/24)
Fey
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Fey
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     Charly, Coleen Mzarriz, Man and fish-sama
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