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You turn your face skyward, like a flower seeking the warmth of the fading September sun. Truly, love, you are the most exquisite thing the earth has ever grown.
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Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 12:02 PM UTC
In Bloom
You turn your face skyward, like a flower seeking the warmth of the fading September sun. Truly, love, you are the most exquisite thing the earth has ever grown.
alex-clarke
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Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 12:02 PM UTC
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