Somewhere,
I've lived you.
Enjoying
the lensing of solitude,
the breeze, trees, figures surrounding
the dark grey moisture-laden clouds;
All of these ingredients,
must've been tasted before--
For you to rinse the sweetness in them
Again.
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 11:39 AM UTC
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