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red-breasted swallows chase love on our grave. She piles the earth, spoonful by spoonful— I see a torrent of brown in her hair, I see her dancing in the early morning light.
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Sep 11, 2018
Sep 11, 2018 at 7:38 PM UTC
i didn't mean to leave you, but the clouds moved by so beautifully, and the birds—
red-breasted swallows chase love on our grave. She piles the earth, spoonful by spoonful— I see a torrent of brown in her hair, I see her dancing in the early morning light.
i found something when we were apart.
#clouds#sunday#swallows
narvik_snow
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narvik_snow
M/Pacific NW
Sep 11, 2018
Sep 11, 2018 at 7:38 PM UTC
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