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I woke this morning from a dream of eating blueberries indigo streams as the fruit burst into juice and pulp filling my mouth with memories of summer warm and crushed and floating on my speechless tongue
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Mar 12, 2017
Mar 12, 2017 at 7:53 AM UTC
vernal equinox
I woke this morning from a dream of eating blueberries indigo streams as the fruit burst into juice and pulp filling my mouth with memories of summer warm and crushed and floating on my speechless tongue
diane-woodward-dorff
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Mar 12, 2017
Mar 12, 2017 at 7:53 AM UTC
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